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chapter 45

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Chapter 45: Elena’s POV

​The morning began with an unexpected knock at the front double doors that rattled through the entire ground floor.

​I was sitting in the small breakfast nook off the kitchen, going over the distribution reports for my mother’s second single release, when Marcus walked fast down the corridor. His face was unusually tight, his tablet held firmly against his side.

​"Miss Elena," Marcus said, stopping near my table, his voice low. "There are three officials from the Departm
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