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Chapter 43
Alpha Ron's POV Today was the day I would see my father after nine years of his supposed 'death'. The plan had been put in place and we tried to mend any gaps that may make the plan flop. I was nervous but surprisingly, I could still hold myself together. Olive had tried to engage me in a conversation to divert my mind from the dreaded hour, she did an effective job except when Atria kept mentioning it. "It's almost time", it was Olive who whispered this to me. I nodded in understanding, straightening my jacket as I stood. "Are you guys ready?", Dalton poked his head through the door. "Yes. Give us a minute", Olive spoke for me. "We'll be right down" Dalton shut the door behind him, giving us a bit of privacy. Olive faced me. "Are you sure you want to go through with this? No on
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