Chapter 140: Can't Copy Perfection

Belladonna's POV

I pressed my back against the cold marble column, heart pounding like a damn drum. From my hidden spot, I had a front-row seat to their bullshit showdown—Dorian, my Dorian, squaring off with her in the emptying hallway. God, I hated how fucking composed Seraphina looked, not a ...

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