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FOR OLD TIMES SAKE

Author: She's Royalty
last update publish date: 2026-05-19 15:23:26

Chapter 45

Skylar's POV

I stood very still.

Agnes's voice came again from somewhere inside. "Miss Skylar? Who's out there? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Agnes." I called it back without turning around, keeping my eyes on the man standing in front of me. "Go back inside. I'll be there in a minute."

There was a pause. I could feel her hesitating behind the door. Of course she had been fond of me since the day I made her take a day off and had been quietly, steadily loyal ever since. She would come
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