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Chapter Forty: Vibrant
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2021-05-27 19:54:51Lyanna Stuart
The next day came as I reach out my hand to find empty sheets beside me. I opened my eyes with a surge of panic. My eyes immediately search the room of signs of Arthur but there were none.
I immediately went downstairs and asked, "Did... you see Arthur?"
JD and Jason looked at each other after they flinched at my sudden question. JD nods as Jason continued to pack my things. I was confused as I asked, "What's happening? What are you doing packing my things?"
JD came closer fixing my bed hair and shot me that reassuring smile, he said, "Don't worry, you'll be okay."
"What's happening, JD?"
He sighed as he continued to explain as calmly as he could, "The dragons, fairies, witches and wolves are going to attack us here. The dragons- our family and the fairies wants you d
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