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Chapter 52.
Diane's POV “What are you talking about?” I asked, feigning a confused frown. She raised her head to meet my gaze, “The attack at the amusement park,” She reminded with raised eyebrows. I avert her gaze, returning my focus to her nails with an unbothered expression. “I don't know what you're talking about.” I answer with a shrug, careful not to give anything away. I felt her eyes on me for a few minutes until she finally spoke. “Nevermind, I must have been mistaken then.” She said into the quiet room. I held back a sigh of relief at her words, maintaining my demeanor. “You must have.” And that was that. The conversation ended there. We moved on to other topics as she shared the latest gossip about the pack. I learnt that one of the workers’ sons (I did not pay attention to the
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