Chapter 71: Lipstick, Laughter, and Lingering Shadows

(Eden’s POV)

The penthouse bedroom looked like a boutique had exploded. Dresses were draped over chairs, heels lay in a battlefield across the rug, and a rainbow of lipsticks rolled along the vanity.

Harper stood in front of the mirror, curling her dark hair into loose waves. Her dress was a deep ...

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