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12 | Marking Territory
NiMarieHello my beautiful readers! I'm so sorry for the delay. I have been sick for about a month now and though I was getting better, I think I got something else and am getting worse. Please be patient with me. Not only am I sick, but I have been suffering with writers block. I worked extra hard to get an extra update out today before the usual Thursday schedule. The next chapter may upset some of you, fyi. Hope you all understand that my books while fiction, aim to be as realistic as possible. XOXO.
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