Chapter 50

Emilia's POV

The next morning, I descended the stairs to find Mila and Tiffany exchanging glances that screamed guilt.

"Emilia, I've ordered the kitchen to make you a bowl of hangover soup. Drink it while it's hot," Mila said, her voice overly sweet.

"Thanks." I picked up the bowl and stole a glance...

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