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Chapter 53

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~ANYA POV~

"What do you mean she's gone?" I asked a maid, and her eyes darted around nervously.

"Where is Clara?" I turn to ask the other maid folding linens in the hallway.

The maid looks up, startled, like she didn't expect me to speak to her. "Señorita Clara?" she asks. "Yes, Clara. The maid who was here cleaning last night."

She blinks at me, her brow furrowing. "She... went on leave this morning, señora. She will be back soon."

"Leave?" I echo, the word falling heavy on my tongue. "She left?"

"Yes," the maid nods, clutching the folded linens tighter against her chest. "Señorita Clara left before sunrise. Said she needed rest."

That doesn't make sense. None of it does. How could she just leave like that? She said she was helping me. She said my parents were safe. She said freedom was close.

I must look as confused as I feel, because the maid tilts her head and studies me for a few seconds. There's suspicion in her eyes, curiosity too. Everyone knows Clara and I don't get along. Ev
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