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Outwardly, Esmeralda remained perfectly composed. Her posture was elegant, her hands folded neatly atop the table, her red lips curved into a faint, pleasant smile. To anyone watching, she looked like nothing more than a refined daughter accompanying her mother.
Ophelia did not move.
Her fingers lightly traced the rim of the empty glass before her, her expression warm and composed. Not a single muscle betrayed that she had received a message.
It is very unlikely, ...
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