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Chapter 3 No.3

Word Count: 799    |    Released on: 05/12/2025

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d flight, her muscles screaming. She was w

the mat was sticky. She turned it

a hot plate in the corner, and a window that didn't close all the way

own water sputtered out, coughing like a dy

mattress. It cr

ck her bank account. Julian had

t Frozen. Contact Van

ined from her

dollars in cas

tant. She used the landline in the hallway,

ce," Raymond answer

s Seraphina. My account is froz

d said coldly. "Harassing Mr. Vanderbilt with phone calls violated t

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said it. I'

he accuse her of faking it? Or worse, would he t

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ne wen

the receiver. She wa

e needed prenatal vitamins, and she needed

st of it had been left behind, but she was wearing her dia

bars on the windows. The man behind the co

acing the diamonds on the glass. "T

nd. "Market's flooded, sweetie. And

bbery," sh

n, princess. Take

the eight

d for fifty dollars. She paid the landlord three hundred for the deposit he demanded upon arrival. She p

ndred and fifty dollars. To

day. The waiting room was full of c

cold gel on her stomach,

, black and white sta

oosh. Who

eat. Str

illiams said. "A

retty crying of a socialite, but th

the picture?" the

At the tiny bean that was half

hina lied. "He d

e a baggy hoodie she had bought at a

er on the corner. Hel

his apron, looked at her hands. Her manicured n

last a day,

ed him in the

ter scalded her skin. The steel wool tore at he

t, the manager handed

d at the sandwich in the cooler. Then

ht the v

glass of boiled tap w

e whispered t

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