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... mon—are both crawling under my skin. I sank deeper into my bubble bath, eyes shut, savoring the sweet scent of vanilla foam and the chilled champagne fizzing against my lips. I plucked a slice of mango from the porcelain dish beside me and let it melt on my tongue.
Peace, at last.
Until, of course, someone had to ruin it.
Sharp knocks rattled the door. I didn’t move. Probably Livana. But no... she wouldn’t knock like that. Too aggressive. Too annoying.
"Deanne!" < ...
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