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Disoriented

ELENA PETERS

The fresh air that met my skin was chill and soothing.

A dark contrast to how I felt on my inside.

I was rested in the hammock. Looking at the beautiful sky. While my mind raced with thoughts of how my life had been.

I slurped on the orange juice the maid had brought me a while ago.

I did miss staying here. The fresh air. The beautiful maid service.

Everything was perfect—the life of a princess.

Living with Trent was also like living the princess's life. Except my ...

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