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... d with delicacies, the feast had yet to begin.
Aveline glanced at the hand wrapped around her shoulder, then turned to the man who was holding her like a treasure.
She smiled warmly when she met his eyes, and he smiled back, but it felt bland.
Turning to the hall, she saw the Ashford family rushing towards him, wishing him, cheerfully talking to him as if she wasn’t visible.
Within seconds, Damien’s hand slipped from her. Slowly, they shouldered her away and pushe ...
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