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75 In Glenda’s Shoes

Ronan

I arrived at my father's estate, and as I walked into the house, the first person I saw was Glenda.

The years had taken their toll on her; she looked tired and had aged noticeably. Her posture was humble, with her head bowed, a shadow of the woman I once knew.

"Good morning, Master Ronan," she greeted me, her voice soft and respectful.

The anger I once felt toward her had faded. The possibility that she hadn’t drugged the decanter, as I once believed, had made me realise how unfair my judgments might have been.

I hadn't yet investigated the matter fully, but I knew that someday I needed to get to the bottom of it.

"Good morning, Glenda," I replied, offering a small smile. "Camila sends her love."

Her face brightened at the mention of her daughter, a spark of life returning to her weary eyes.

"I’m glad she isn’t causing you trouble, Master," she said, almost as if relieved. Perhaps she had feared I had come to complain about Camila, and her reaction made me wonder what burdens sh
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lei.sataua58
Ronan is at least trying to do right by Camila n daughter. I’m looking forward to their happily ever after…
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Marliey Ntsielo♟️
not like they couldn't afford to buy more. He has put her daughter in that vulnerable state where people could call her a bustard. All his decisions from the very beginning has made me despise the person that he is because he does not learn
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Marliey Ntsielo♟️
Every decision he's made has led to this moment. asking a slave to drink with him because he doesn't want to waste good liquor is just a predator move in my eyes. No matter how much Camila would have wanted to say no, she could never refuse a Master's orders. and what if good liquor was wasted? Its
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