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Chapter 0033

On the screen was Amara, sitting on the bed with her legs folded. From the first video I just watched, she looked a lot different in this one. Her hair was lying loosely over her shoulder and her eyes were swollen.

“This . . . this is wrong. So wrong,” she mumbled, shaking her head, her voice barel
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