Chapter 28 CHAPTER 63

EMILIA

Michelle takes a step back from me as she stammers, “Two… two years…”

I nod, although uncomfortable.

“I… erm, I know this is a shabby place but may I offer you a seat and maybe a cup of hot chocolate? That’s all I have, I’m sorry,” I mutter. Margot sighs and she seems to be recovering from...

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