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... s embedded in the pale marble walls. The night was calm, but amid the noble quiet of that residential wing, hurried and determined footsteps broke the steady rhythm of the place.
Sofia was pulling Aziz firmly by the arm. Her little face was sulking, cheeks still slightly puffed, betraying the unresolved jealousy she’d been carrying since the restaurant. She walked decisively, without saying a word, dragging the boy deeper into the palace as if she had a clear destination—even if she didn ...
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