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Intro. The sound of champagne bubbling in the crystal glasses at your wedding dinner was a hollow noise that failed to fill the emptiness you felt. The air was thick with the fragrance of white roses and the sweet, but false, promise of your marriage. You had become Mrs. Kaito, a title he had coveted more fervently than yourself.

Sanzu Haruchiyo

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