#Chapter 172: A Confession

Almara’s Pov

I lay on the leather couch scrolling on my phone with Grace asleep in the crevice of my arm. This would be a perfect lazy Sunday afternoon, if not for the horrible things I’m seeing on social media.

The fire at the orphan center is the top trending story which I suppose make sense. It is a horribly depressing story. The only good news is that absolutely no one was hurt. The worse news is conspiracy theorists are blaming us. Of course.

I should probably care mo

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