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Five: A War of Emotions
Nikita KarouHello, loves! First, I want to express how sorry I am for the delay in updates. I have wanted to write for you all but have not had the energy or the concentration needed to put out excellent chapters. However, I am glad to announce that I am feeling much better and I hope you all continue to read my books. Let me know what you thought about today's chapter! Love, Nikita :D
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