Hold Still, Attorney

Hold Still, Attorney

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In a city ruled quietly by power and fear, Celestine Mara Del Fierro grows up within walls that whisper of duty, legacy, and a family's unspoken promise. She has always been light, even while shadows follow her footsteps, her laughter echoing through halls built by old money and older secrets, in streets where her surname is both shield and curse. But the world tilts quietly the moment she meets Professor Althaea Cyrene Villanueva, a woman who carries storms in her silence and sharp edges in her gaze, whose presence feels like winter pressing cold and certain against the warmth Celestine has always carried. Power has many shapes, and so does ruin. Sometimes, it begins with a single glance---where the sun meets the storm, and both learn that even light and frost can burn when they collide. Hold Still, Attorney
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