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... her childhood home though calling it that felt wrong. It no longer belonged to her, not in the way it once had. Still, the air carried a familiar scent, one that stirred memories both tender and bitter.
A maid fussed over Lilith’s gown, smoothing out invisible creases and adjusting the layers of peach coloured silk that swept down to the floor. The dress hugged her waist before flaring out elegantly, its hem embroidered with delicate patterns of tiny black leaves. Her long hair was pinn ...
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