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... isting the hem of her thin hide dress. She wasn’t sure how to describe the feeling, but it was there—a tiny, gnawing unease sitting at the pit of her stomach.
Her lips pursed, then un-pursed. Her toes curled, then uncurled against the rough fur beneath her. Finally, she did what anyone in her position would do—she stole a glance at Isabella.
Isabella, who had just single-handedly shattered every illusion Ophelia had about her own appearance.
It wasn’t that Isabella had be ...
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