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The Selection
Milena woke up at dawn. This time, she hadn't slept well, and welcomed the first rays of the sun with a grin. She regretted not pulling her curtains more. She had fell asleep content, thinking about her mother and her family, but she had woken up too many times that night, feeling all the anguish she had piled up those last few days. More importantly, a part of her had hoped the Vampire Prince would have shown up, this time. His relationship with Aurora De Camellia had opened a wound in her heart, a wound she needed to be mended. Yet, he hadn't come. He hadn't even tried to see her since the hunt, and had just acted... mysterious. Milena was sick of mysteries. Couldn't he had spared her a single minute to explain himself? Instead of acting all familiar and touchy-touchy during the dinne
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