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Art Of Confusion

Letharia’s POV

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I woke up gasping for air, and once again, the first name I called out was “Aven.”

“He’s not here yet,” to my surprise, I saw council member Arlin sitting in the corner.

I looked into the mirror to see bandages wrapped around my head as I wore a hospital gown. I looked to my left side. “What do you want from me?” I asked calmly.

“To adore you as I adored your mother.”

I lost my patience and laughed with denial. “Are you joking?!”

Arlin took his hood off, revealing long grey hair with white streaks but a young face with blue eyes. I blushed and looked to my right; he lo

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