Kieran's POV

A small sigh slid past my lips as I smoothed the invisible creases on my dress. I stood in front of the cracked mirror as I took in my reflection, and I could swear I saw a teeny tiny stain just at the hem of my dress. 

As carefully as I could, I put the mirror back from where I'd pulled it out from, before wrapping my apron around my waist. Once I was done with that, I snuck one last glance at my room before heading out and locking the door behind me. 

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