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KAREN’S POV.

I dashed back into my room, grabbing a coat, flinging it over my body, as I went back out the room, flying down the stairs.

“He's not lying dead somewhere, is he? This is going too far,” Felicia was saying, as she tried to head out of the house, but was stopped by her maids.

I wen...

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