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THE WHISTLE

For the first time in a week, Ophelia woke up without having to drag herself off the bed. This wouldn’t have gone unnoticed by Sarah as she helped her get ready for the day. Throughout the process, Ophelia didn’t argue about her outfit or her hair. She sat through it silently with a faint smile on her lips, Sarah guessed the reason and chuckled to herself. 

“You seem to be in a good mood today,” Sarah said, braiding small sections of Ophelia’s hair. “And I think I know why.”

“Oh, really,” Ophelia said, acting ignorant. “I may be looking forward to today.”

“I’ve heard that the Young Lord is finally awake,” Sarah said, stealing glances at Ophelia through the mirror. 

“Howeve

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