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Chapter Thirty Eight

Alston got down from the car and walked towards Aryas building with a hand filled with nylon. Same was Zachariah whose face was contorted into a large frown, a handful of nylons in his hand also. Alston had rushed him here on a short notice, taking him to the mall and picking a lot of things he thinks Arya should like and some dresses that he would love for her to wear and it would fit in her body.

“This would look so good on her or don’t you think?” He had said to Zachariah in the mall and the latter only nodded at him.

As they knocked on the door, Alston had finally given up his key to Arya, who seems it’s an invasion of privacy for him to always enter their house anytime and any day.

“What do you think about the priestess?” Zachariah questioned.

“I think she’s about to say something I know already. Keep an eye on them. They’re keeping something:” he retorted before the door opened.

Arya jumped on him immediately she saw him, leav
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