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CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE; FUTILE TRIAL

CIERRA

Heart pounding in my ears, breath quick and rasped, throat dry from dehydration. My legs feel as heavy as a bag of cement, making it a struggle to lift them, and the indoor slippers from Ashton’s room does not make my situation any better. It’s better to use my bare feet and let the stones a...

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