Silk Around The Blade
- LETTURE 213
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- Parti 13
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Born into a legacy of fame, beauty, and control, she was raised beneath the spotlight. Every smile rehearsed, every move calculated. Privacy was never an option. Vulnerability was a weakness. And love? That was a line she was taught to deliver, never to truly feel. But when she's paired with the nation's golden boy, then comes the brother. Tahimik. Nagmamasid. And when he hands her the evidence of her fiancee's betrayal, with the world still watching, she begins to write her own ending.
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