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On bed
Chapter Thirty- seven. On the bed Ivanna's POV Jenny held my hand after she settled. Her smiles were sentimental, and her eyes held a doze of tears. "I’m sorry you had to suffer so much for a crime you didn't commit. They put you through so much hell. You didn't deserve any of it." "It's all over now, Jenny. I survived it. That's what matters." "Yes, you did. And I'm proud of you. So proud." She mused, pulling me into a tight, long hug. We chatted a bit more, about random stuff, until she got the whole mood suffocating with her question. "So tell me, what are you going to do about the king?" She asked. I sighed. I'd be lying if I said I had this situation figured out. It was all too complicated. Everything happened so fast, that I barely had the time to think. One second, I was
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