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Chapter 20
Layla’s POV I walked back into the room, my mind full of thoughts. Wondering if Emma is from the same human orphanage that I grew up in. I spent 12 cruel years at the NightShade Orphanage. It was all pretty on the outside with bright flowers and berry bushes everywhere, but it was not a sweet place to live. All the berry bushes were all poisonous nightshade berries that would make us sick if we ate them. The orphanage caretakers, the adults running the place, would make us children harvest the berries so they could sell them to a pharmaceutical company that could use them in some kind of medicine. The older children were always kept out of sight unless they were the ones that were put in charge of taking care of the babies and toddlers. Those kids were always fed properly and kept clean
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