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CHAPTER 31

Author: Emma Swan
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          The next morning, Ava was overwhelmed by the press on her way to the ferry with Chris. Her son was already in tears, not quite understanding what was going on. Federico had spent some time with him earlier, but he had left before Ava could see him one last time.

          The nanny had said he had been called away to something urgent at the palace, but Ava had wondered if the old woman had been told to say that so Federico could avoid saying goodbye.

“But I don’t want to leave Daddy,” Chris wailed as she tugged him along the gangplank to board the passenger ferry.

“Sweetie, it’s just not possible to stay here,” Ava told her son, fighting back tears of her own at some of the vicious insults still being thrown at her from the wharf.

          Ava kept her head down as she showed

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Marena John Lambrou
No it can’t end this way! Need a sequel plz! Did they ever find the diamond? Come on. I loves that it was short and sweet but need a continuation!
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Bella Jersey
A little of cliffhanger ending but they are happy
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kayehardt
faaaaken sheeet 3am and im balling my eyes out hahahahaha love it ES fcking love it
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