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Layla's POV

I had no clue what this was. A mansion? A lair? A hall of masks and lies? All I knew was that the moment I got out of the black car in my sparkly dress, I wished I could disappear.

My heels clicked the highly polished black marble floor as Marcelo extended his hand towards me. I he...

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