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Draco had turned eighteen, and his father had given him his own mask—black with thin golden strips. His eyes were barely visible from the outside.
Exactly 24 hours before his birthday, his mother dragged Draco to a massive room on the highest floor of the manor. It used to be a ballroom, but now it was Draco's new room, which felt unnecessary and excessive. He didn't need this. It wasn't as if he would be locked here until his death.
Right?
Of course not.
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- Part 3 of From Twitter
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26 Oct 2025