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Chapter 9

Author: Shirley
Isabella abruptly lifted her head.

Theresa used her rough fingers to wipe the tears from her face bit by bit.

"Her bones were broken, her heart was bleeding. And right before she left, she still thought to tuck the very last thing she had to protect someone into the hands of a person who might not care about her at all."

"It's not that she didn't hate you."

"It's that she was too much like you."

"She inherited the bloodline of our family. She was just as stubborn as you, just as foolish. She cou
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