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Chapter 1429

"Well, it's Charlie! You've met him before," Lyra said vaguely. "Charlie?" Maeve murmured, "Charlie? Sounds familiar." "The Foster family's scion. He used to come by a few times when we were kids but stopped after that." "Really?" Maeve asked. She was half-listening as she held a gown against herself and eyed her reflection in the mirror. "Lyra, what do you think? Does this look good on me?" The gown she'd picked was a bold, fiery red. Lyra tilted her head and gave it a once-over. "Yeah, it's nice... but don't you already have a mountain of red gowns?" "But… I love red!" Bright and bold, just like the fiery red flowers blooming in Levi's courtyard. "This one's better. It's elegant," Lyra said while pulling out a plain white evening gown. Maeve took one look at the gown and blurted out, "I hate it!" "What? You've worn similar gowns before! White looks great on you—makes your skin look flawless, like snow!" Maeve pouted. "Yeah, no. White's for dead people." "Ugh, can't you

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