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CHAPTER 167 : THE RUIN IN HER REFLECTION

The morning sun crawled reluctantly through the half-drawn curtains of the penthouse suite. Naya sat motionless by the window, wrapped in a silk robe that felt far too luxurious for the way her heart thudded—heavy, raw, and unwilling. The skyline spread out before her like a beautiful lie, and sh...