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16. Need clothes of my own
ZARA’S POV :- “Ah! Miss Zara. You’re finally awake. Come and have your lunch. I was waiting for you. I didn’t know when you would be up and sir asked me not to bother you because you were exhausted last night. So, I prepared some dishes beforehand. I can warm it up for you in an instant or would you prefer some fresh food? If you are craving something special, I can get it done quickly.” What? He told Ella that I was exhausted last night? How can he announce our privet matter to others, embarrassing me like this? “Umm... No, thanks. I’m fine with whatever you made.” “Okay. Take a seat and the food will be here in a minute.” She gave me an awkward smile before going to warm up the food and I can’t tell you how ashamed it made me. I am Diego’s nephew’s mate and everyone knows that. Sl
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