CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT ARIA’S POV I woke up with my head pounding. “Wake up whore,” I heard Moxilla’s voice within me. For a moment, I thought I was dead. I looked around me, and I was on the floor, but remembering last night, when Tasha threw me down the cliff, I was supposed to be dead. “Am I dead?” I asked loudly and Moxilla scoffed. “No you aren't dead, Aria, rather I am back, I have been suppressed for far too long,” Moxilla Chuckled. I felt overly excited and confused at the same time, first of all, Moxilla way back, and second, I was supposed to be dead. “What happened, Moxilla?” I asked, before showing my excitement. “Well, you were supposed to be dead but the trauma of being thrown down the cliff brought out your inner power which is me,” She said, and I quickly checked my body for injuries or even scratches but there were none. “Moxilla I missed you,” I screamed, and the pain in my head increased. “Ouch,” I groaned. “Girl we have a lot to catch up on b
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