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... wrought-iron gate. It swung open silently, revealing a drive that seemed to stretch on forever, lined with ancient oak trees and meticulously groomed gardens. At the end of this drive, gleaming white in the late afternoon sun, stood what could only be described as a mansion.
My breath caught in my throat. Not a house—an estate. A sprawling white structure that looked like it belonged on the cover of an architectural magazine, with columns and balconies and windows that glittered like dia ...
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