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Aryanna’s POV: A knock came on my door while I gathered my little things and I frowned in confusion, nobody ever knocked on my door. It was usually just pushed open, I walked towards the door to slightly open it and when I saw Bianca on the other side of the door, my frown deepened. I tried to look over her taller frame hoping to spot someone else. She was probably here with another maid to try to make fun of me or something and since I still had the chance, I was prepared to slam the door shut in her face and go back to packing. “I heard you were leaving.” Were the words she said and it sounded like she was sad about it although I couldn’t really be sure. Why would she be sad about me leaving? Yes, she was the least mean person to me but it didn’t mean that she didn’t take advantag