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Chapter 117

Sinking against the door to her room, Splendor closed her eyes and willed her head to stop spinning as it had done all the way back from the park. To say she wanted to die to end this misery was an understatement. Had her grave yawned before her she'd have jumped into it. Headfirst.

"There you are, milady, I've laid the cream dress out for you, although I must say I think the silver is better. Shows off your color."

She pinged her eyes open. "My color?"

She ...

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