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TWENTY FIVE | TERMS & CONDITIONS
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2024-10-29 19:42:56Mistress? Everyone was talking at once, and my mother laid a thick bunch of papers on the dresser for me. Wait, what?
"MISTRESS?!" I finally realized what happened.
So that was when I tried to poison Ian; when he went to tell his brother to buzz off. I needed to see Ian right away. I would have lost him forever today because of my foolishness.
Even after tossing the apples away with no harm done, I still couldn't feel better about how disastrous things could have turned. Nothing mattered, as long as Ian was safe.
"Will you all come back later? Please?"
I needed to look better for Ian. My makeup wasn't up to the mark, and I should probably do my hair differently too.
"Oh, this is not the time for alone time and pondering. Here, I have read these documents already, and Ian has signed them. You sign them now too so that these lovely ladies can pack your stuff and move you to your own private chamber."
I looked toward the door
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