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... han the last. Isabella knelt there, ring in hand, her gaze unwavering as it rested on Emma. Her lips curved in a small, vulnerable smile, the kind that held a universe of emotion. Across from them, Emma sat frozen, hands folded neatly in her lap, eyes wide as if trying to grasp the sudden reality of the moment.
Eira could hardly breathe. She sat tense, fingers tightly intertwined with Fleur’s beneath the table, her pulse hammering in her chest. She had seen her aunt command rooms full of ...
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