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#Chapter 98: The Escape

Almara’s POV

I sit motionless for a moment, waiting for Arthur to tell me he’s joking or that he has some other idea that doesn’t involve him leaving. I absent-mindedly stroke Grace’s hair.

“Go.” Arthur commands. I expect to feel a sharp pain in my heart at his cold tone, but instead all that spreads throughout my body is this dead weight numbness.

I somehow manage getting to my feet. Though my heart still feels numb, a dull throbbing
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