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Hundred and Twenty Five

The ride was a blur of nerves and adrenaline. My heart thudded with every mile. As we pulled up to the Routhmere estate—lit like something out of a dream—I could hear the music thumping softly from behind the grand gates.Paparazzi lights flashed. Cameras swung in the direction of the car.

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