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Chapter 8

"I really just want to be left alone..." I said softly as I held the sheets closer to my chest and buried my face deeper into the pillows.

Elisabeth just wouldn't leave me alone and she's been tinkering and zooming all around the room. The sound was starting to bother me and I didn't even want to talk to her. I just wanted to get out of here. 

That Quentin old man was out of his mind, and I knew this the second he started talking about weddings and getting married and living life together. I refuse to be some grown man's child bride. I didn't give a damn about wealth, I just needed to get the fuck out of here and never set foot in England ever again. 

Does anyone even know that I'm missing? Is anyone even looking

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