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Chapter 35

Author: Olivia Walter
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-14 01:46:01

Gabriella.

I sat by the vanity, brushing my hair, it was late. Moonlight filtered into the room through the curtains casting long shadows across the polished floors. The curtains fluttered slightly with the night breeze. I love putting the light off while I prepare for bed, makes me feel like I was in a fairytale.

The bed, unmade, had its sheets tangled, the fabric shimmering faintly under the moon’s touch. Against the far wall, a desk stood cluttered with books and scattered papers, their edges curling in the quiet hush of the night. The air smelled of old pages and something faintly floral, a whisper of warmth in the cool glow of the moon.

I had refrained from asking Hannah to use her phone to contact Bella earlier, I knew she would have given me but I would hate the unnecessary drama it could bring her way. I’ve missed my best friend… a lot and I could not wait to talk to her but I practically can’t do things on my own without Dante’s permission and it hurts.

My heart was still hea
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