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CHAPTER 99
Author: LADY E
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Juliana Andreas had built a life that looked almost perfect on the surface.

Her mornings began with soft light streaming through the wide windows of her London flat, the air filled with freshly brewed coffee and rain.

Britain had become her cocoon — a place far enough from the chaos of Mexico to breathe, but close enough in memory to never forget where she came from.

Her friends often said she had a calmness that was rare, “old-soul energy,” Amelia called it.

The kind that made you feel safe just being near her. Maybe it was the way she listened, or how her brown eyes always carried something deeper than words.

Amelia Cross, her best friend since university, leaned against the kitchen counter one Saturday morning, hair in a messy bun, holding a cup of tea.

“You know what’s strange, Jules?” she said. “For someone who’s lived here for years, you still talk about Mexico like it’s a dream you half-remember.”

Juliana smiled faintly, stirring her coffee. “That’s because it feels t
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