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Chapter 49

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ROXETTE

My gaze landed on the clock on the nightstand.

12:07 PM.

“Shit!” I gasped, bolting upright so fast that the room spun for a second.

Diana.

I had completely forgotten about her. She had been passed out drunk last night, carried away by the servants before Chandler dismissed everyone.

What if she woke up and wondered where I was? What if she sees this!

Panic surged through me. I threw the sheets off and swung my legs over the edge of the bed, only to nearly collapse the moment my feet
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