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Ch 68: The Looming Guillotine
B. ColeHello Lovelies! I apologize for updates not being as frequent as usual. I have some unexpected personal things going on at the moment, so bare with me if I'm only able to update 3 or 4 times a week instead of 5 or 6. But I promise there will be new chapters coming out as often as possible! Love & Light Everyone!
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