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Epilogue 1

After a long, frustrating flight and drive, Danica was finally back in Brickland, Umbre. Along the way, she had yet to meet a single person who did not recognize her as an alleged-criminal-turned-princess. Some stared at her, whispering between one another, and others–especially teenage girls–would surround her and try to take photographs with her, and of her.

“I don’t want you to take my pictures. Please. Please!”

Nobody gave a damn. They would press their faces next to hers and would take selfies while her face ended up grimacing or contorting. A few would caption their photos and upload them to their social media accounts, right under her eyes.

Their hashtags, #withcc, #ccandme #atairport, #milestonemoment, etc., etc. CC meant Cinderella Convict, apparently to someone who practically shouted that to her face.

One group of teenage boys even asked her, “Are you hungry now? Do you want to bite me?”

“No. I don’t have bloodlusts.”

“Really?”

They looked disappointed while some girls gav
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