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Chapter 68 ~ Prospering
~ A M E L I A ~ It was so much clearer this time. My dream. Maybe with the absence of the dream involving Adryan attacking me, my mind had free rein to focus on my other dreams. But that only left me with more questions. I could almost smell my surroundings, the glorious food wafting through the air, so luxurious I practically could taste the spices in my mouth. But that wasn’t what was drawing me in; it was something else. Someone, or something, is calling me. Begging for me to find them, or it? Looking down at myself, I was in a beautiful floor-length silver gown, it was so long that it trailed behind me as I walked down the dark corridors of this… place. Where was I? It was bigger than the Shaw manor but equally as beautiful, with a similar decor of both antiques and modernised
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