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Chapter 26

The date had arrived.

Ruhi stood before the mirror, but the girl staring back was a stranger. The red silk saree shimmered under the chandelier—too fine, too bold, too foreign to belong to her. The stylist had chosen every detail under Gabriele Colombo’s orders. Nothing she wore was hers. Not the color, not the scent, not even the silence that wrapped around her.

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