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... ng slightly in my grip. The words burned into my mind, not just for what they said—but for what they meant.
Someone knew.
Someone had seen through this body, through the delicate noble mask I now wore.
But who?
Lord Valcrest's gaze was sharp, his fingers tapping impatiently against the arm of his chair. "Well? What do you have to say for yourself?"
I smoothed the parchment between my fingers, my mind racing through possibilities. My father was not the kind ...
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