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The night was colder than usual.
Even wrapped in my blanket inside the grand mansion, I couldn't feel warm. My thoughts were louder than the silence. Victoria's words kept echoing in my head.
> "A one-night mistake..."
"A daughter of a prostitute..."
"I could make them hate you. I could turn you to trash in their eyes."
And my mother's voice..