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Anabella's POV ''Don't you think we should inform Alpha Eric?'' I heard a familiar voice in the background. ''Gosh, you worry so much; she will be fine," another familiar voice grunts. I kept hearing murmuring in the background, and it caused such a great headache in my head that I had to sigh in pain and forcefully open my eyes. ''She is awake. Are you okay?'' Olivia asked with a worried tone. I heaved a soft sigh and sat on the bed. I stared around the room and noticed I was back in the servant's quarters. I moved my gaze to my body and realized I was covered with a plain blue dress. ''Are you okay?'' Olivia inquired with a worried look on her face. ''Of course, can't you see she is fine.'' Clara grumbled and stood before me with a devilish smile. ''You are lucky you survived th
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