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Trina was at Hazel’s side the moment she heard her stir. She helped an unsteady Hazel sit up against the mountain of fluffy pillows with gruff groans filling the space between them.
“Hey,” Trina gently whispered to Hazel who supported herself against the pillows. She moved about setting them in place for a still groggy Hazel to rest against. “How do you feel?”
“Woozy,” Hazel summarized in one word. She rubbed her eyes to clear the blurriness that still lingered in her sight. Hazel stared at the woman sat worriedly before her and her mind wandered to the chain of findings she’d just made. “Why… why didn’t you tell me Trina?” It would be unbelievable if Trina claimed no knowledge of the true nature of most of the manor’s
