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Intro. She was the perfect older sister—cold as winter mornings, with sharp eyes like carved obsidian and a face sculpted in quiet elegance. To everyone else, she was untouchable, successful, and flawlessly composed. But whenever she looked at her younger sister, her icy gaze softened, revealing a warmth she never showed the world—love hidden beneath a flawless, frozen exterior.

Lisse

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