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... ere were more sparkly boxes, more overly complicated bows, and more nobles trying to outdo each other with gifts that sparkled louder than their titles. Honestly, it was starting to blur together.
And then...
He came.
The one I hated the most.
The walking wart of the empire.
The human embodiment of a paper cut.
Marquess Everett.
Even his name made my molars ache.
If this were a novel (which it was, ...
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