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Chapter 11: Wake up
~Amara~ “Amy…wake up Amy” A guttural sound that I was never sure could come out from my vocal cords escaped my lips. Someone was shaking me frantically and whoever this person was, he or she was bent on stripping me of the rest that I had managed to get not too long ago after the excruciatingly tiring tasks that Adrik signed over to me for the day. I tried to move my feet but they proved uncooperative, like they were tied together and placed underneath some kind of rock. Yep, that was how tired I was. And honestly, all I wanted to do was lie back and enjoy the little solitude that I had left before the next morning. But this person was insistent. Oh, goddess! Has Adrik sent one of his thugs to come pick me up for another tete-a-tete? I had barely survived the last desecration which he
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