Chapter 87

Zein pov

"And when did Joana leave this place?" I asked with vexation, lacing my voice. "Stop trembling and answer my question!"

"Five days ago," she answered, and I rolled my eyes, whistling, then I slammed my fist in the air.

"How? What happened?" I asked.

"I really don't know. She saw Madam Saman...

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