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Chapter Fifty-three

(Gwen's pov)

Heading back to my room-my new room- I tossed off every iota of dress on me, flung them in the hamper and went to sprawl on the sofa in exhaustion. Mental exhaustion. From all the stress I've been through today.

My mind was like a windmill spinning wildly in contemplation of what I am going to do. It contributed to the migraine that rocked my head, making me wince. I looked towards the door as I heard a sound of fast footsteps that soon walked past. It must be Kora.

Sadly, I don't feel like going to tell her I won't be staying in that room until my mental state feel up to it again. Particularly not after what I saw downstairs. Even after our fight earlier, Ashton didn't try to emancipate himself before me.

I huffed and stood, going to the bathroom.

The next time I came out-like the cold water had worked a severe magic on me-I suddenly knew what I was going to do.

Flinging the closet doors open, I scanned my eyes through the few dresses hanging there, picked out a black
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