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First Day
Ophelia shot awake in the middle of the night from the harsh knock that threatened to push the door in through the hinges. With a scowl on her lips and tiredness glimmering in her eyes, she removed the duvet from over her body and stood up, fastening the satin robe around her body which she had found inside the closet. Her feet padded through the floors of the new room allotted to her as she reached out to swing open the door. Her scowl turned into a glare when she found Rowan standing in front of her with his eyes directed on the ground. “Should I even ask?” She barked, knowing that her tone was harsh, but with her head still bursting in pain due to sleeplessness, she could hardly care. But Rowan did not speak for a good few seconds before he raised his head and finally looked up i
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