War.

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The General's home was as lively as I expected it to be. The moment I arrived, I was summoned to Annalise's room. My step sisters were lying weakly on the bed as they let the physician attend to them. Checking their pulses after treating their injuries. Step Mom was quietly sobbing on the side, holding Amelia's hand and looking pitiful. Father on the other hand, was angry, as he watched his two precious daughter acting like they were on the verge of death. I knew right then, they had concocted a story for everyone. Maybe the story wasn't entirely concocted but it doesn't matter now. What matters is which of us can prove our own versions. "What's going on here? Did someone die?" I made my presence known as i stepped inside. My supposed father threw a glare at me immediately. "Is that h

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