Chapter 22 The Girl Behind The Mask

Isabella’s POV

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I stood in the center of my ruined room, staring at the torn dress still lying in a heap on the floor. My chest felt tight, and even though Leon had ordered a new one… a small part of me wondered if anything—anything at all—would go right today.

A knock sounded on my...

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