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β―ππππ~πππ'π ππππππ β― (πππ πππππ βΏ ππ ππππππ) ππππ‘π‘ππ ππ¦ π΅ππππππ14 Β©2025Β© π‘π πππππππ14 No part of this book should be published, copied or translated or i Sue you. It's been signed under fβ¦ckin platforms and apps. You copy, you get sued! β CHAPTER(22) TWENTY TWO MAI'S POV The sun had started its descent, casting soft golden streaks across the mansion walls as I stood in front of the mirror, trying to convince myself I was ready for this. Caleb had sent a very clear message earlierββHope you brought the clothes I told you to.β And of course, I had. Stuffed into my bag like I wasnβt secretly excited. I wasnβt sure what he had planned, but for once, I didnβt feel the weight of exams or tension or Romanβs ever-present storm cloud hovering over me. I curled a few strands of hair
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