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Chapter Seventeen

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Rosalinda’s POV

Three days have passed since my life was turned into chaos. It feels like a lifetime measured wrong.

It is barely dawn and I am awake again. The house is quiet, everyone mostly still sleeping but I am sure a maid or two are up already.

I sit up slowly, dizzy. I wait hoping it will pass, but as usual now it does not. It lingers, familiar now. Along with it comes that steady awareness low in my body. That sense that there is something growing inside of me.

I get off my bed an
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