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Chapter 121.
Diane's POV. “I thought I warned you to cut it out?” I asked with my voice lowered to a dangerous tone. After exiting Ryan’s room, I headed straight for the training yard, knowing exactly where my perpetrator would be. And I got there at the perfect time to find jet cleaning the training arrows, you know the same type that was shot at me earlier. I stormed over to her, pushing her chest with my palm and watching her stagger on her feet until she regained her balance. “What the f**k?” She growled, glaring at my unexpected shove. I let out a scoff. “I should be saying that instead, because what the f**k is wrong with you?” I demanded with my lips turned into a disgusted scowl. Her face contorted into confusion at my words, but I wasn't going to believe her acting, which I knew it wa
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