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Chapter Thirty-Six
Byron “So...” Wyatt was up and pacing restlessly back and forth across the room. “You survived the car crash somehow... and then... you were brought to White Pines as an orphan. Nobody knew who you were? Nobody recognized you?” I could see by the expression on his face that he didn't believe it. The royals were well known... although we were three hours from the Canadian border, they were familiar to us. Bella wrung her hands together with anxiety. “I... I don’t know. I don’t remember.” She shook her head. "I don’t really remember anything from before White Pines... just, you know... some images... I think I remember my mother’s face.” She shook her head. “And then... just living at White Pines. At first I had a room, but then the twins were born... and I was moved under t
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