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... evening. The subtle barbs and outright dismissals from his father, the mocking glance from Anna as she sauntered through the halls as if she owned them. Each moment chipped away at the fragile hold he had on his emotions.
"I will remember this," Benedict thought to himself, his fists tightening at his sides. "Every word, every action. I will never forget."
Benedict’s eyes drifted to Adeline. She stood in the centre of the room, poised and radiant despite the heavy atmosphere. The ...
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