Chapter 54 A glimpse of my memory

Valenticias POV~

I’d ditched the silver gala gown for a cream sweater whose softness felt like flimsy consolation compared with the “Galden lab rat” leak that scraped my soul. Rosanna’s warning about Gregor, the part he’d played in my forgetting, resounded, the weight of the jade hairpin snuggl...

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