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ARIEL’S POV Everyone seated at the table had their eyes on me, but I remained silent, hoping that I was going to wake up from that dream. “This can’t be real.” I pinch myself, imagining how relieved I could be if I were to wake up from that dream. At that moment, not even the sound of sweet music playing in the background was enough to calm me down. I lost both concentration and my appetite. “Princess?” Davis snapped his fingers in front of me, causing me to fall out of my drift. “You haven’t said a word. Who amongst us do you choose? I know it would be me after all, but just for things to be formal.” He added, certain that I was going to choose him. I scoffed inwardly, a flush of detest for his bragging demeanor rushed into me, but I decided that I was going to use the situati
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