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CHAPTER 22

Preparing 🔥🔥🔥

I rushed to hide the dress, but Madam Mortica was already raving at the other end, banging on the door for me to let her in. Her voice was shrill and commanding, filled with impatience. My hands trembled as I shoved the bag into the hidden compartment in the wardrobe. I had to make sure it was well concealed; she must not find it.

As soon as I was sure the bag was securely hidden, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves before walking to the door. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I could feel a bead of sweat trickle down my back.

“And what were you doing in there?” she questioned suspiciously as soon as I opened the door. Her piercing eyes bore into mine, searching for any hint of deception.

“Nothing, what are you talking about?” I replied, trying to sound casual, but my voice wavered slightly.

“Move,” she snapped, pushing me out of the way with more force than necessary. I stumbled, catching myself on the doorframe just in time. Anger flared within me. If she h
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