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CHAPTER 11
Emily’s POV. My eyes fluttered open. I jerked to a sitting as my gaze settled on the chubby figure of Madame Severine. “How are you feeling?” she asked, shuffling further into the room. “I am feeling better,” I lied. With those hawkish eyes, she scrutinized me. A smile touched her lips but it quickly morphed into a frown. “Is it true, that you refused to eat?” she questioned, her voice dripped with derision. “I-I’m not hungry,” I stuttered and avoided her gaze. She scoffed and stepped away. “Suit yourself. Remember to wake up early tomorrow, early to bed early to rise.” She stopped and glanced at me, and then climbed into her bed. It was a matter of time and her snores filled the room. Gently, I laid down on my bed and dragged my gaze across the open window, as the sky darkened into
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