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Author: Chihiro
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Carmen

Revenge.

The word continued to revolve in my mind all the way back to Sebastian's penthouse. The other word was trust. A part of me wanted nothing more than to trust him, but something was holding me back, as if I was Cinderella waiting for the glass slipper to shatter. Just like everything else had in my life.

Sylvie merely helped me bring the things inside, checking the penthouse before she'd allow me to set two feet further than the foyer. Given the all clear, only then did she leave, promising to remain by the door until Sebastian returned. She was all business once again, taking her work very seriously. I had no doubt she'd make certain that Sebastian knew all about my disobedience.

At least my conversation with Sylvie had provided more valued information about Sebastian than all the searches I'd done on the internet. I studied the small foil bag I'd purchased, adjusting the gold ribbon not once but twice. I'd already signed the card, although it had taken me some time to
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