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    Caitlyn is twenty-three years old and standing in front of a jail cell.

    It’s cold this far down, and she feels it on the tip of her nose. Yet the look the inmate before her gives burrows beneath her skin and into her bones, and she fails to fight a blush.

    Not from attraction, but because no one, especially a stranger, has ever looked at Caitlyn like they hope to inconvenience every waking moment of her life. Like the mere sight of Caitlyn in her pristine uniform makes the inmate want to throw up right on her shoes. Like the features in her face, in her walk, in her voice, don’t give away who she is. This far below the surface, Caitlyn’s surprised if anything from above even matters.

    “Who the hell are you?” the inmate asks, no, demands, and it sends a shiver down Caitlyn’s spine.

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    Caitlyn Kiramman is used to people throwing themselves at her because of her surname. High society thinks of her as a heartbreaker and troublemaker, even though she wants nothing more than to find someone who only cares about her and not who she is. Years of failed relationships leave her lonely and longing for more, but what she's seeking can't be found in Piltover.

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