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Vetta knows the exact moment she's no longer alone in the dungeon.
Finding herself in this enclosed space again after five good years was like a nightmare to her. She hates dungeons so much. She almost lost her mind in the middle of the night because her days in slavery stood before her at every single turn.
It was a nightmare. She was one step away from loosing her mind. Or maybe, she already did.
Not to mention the pain in her body. And the one in her heart.
After Angie's treatment of her, she feels more better than she's ever felt in some months, and even though her body was still hurting,it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.
She can't unsee it. Watching him walk away from her without a backward glance. That look of loathe and betrayal in his eyes....
Vetta blinked tigh
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