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I woke up not feeling good, and something is happening inside my body. I can’t tell how or why, but I know something is different. My head is swirling, and my stomach is gagging up with my head. I feel terrible. Slowly I got up from my bed, and I looked at the empty bed beside me. I smile, a sweet smile escapes from my lips. I know Alejandro was in his office right now. I have heard that Emma Dowager is coming today. She is the tenth duchess of Montoro, a very close friend of Alejandro, and one of his business partners. It is early, and now he is busy. Being the country's Count is a big responsibility that Alejandro was carrying every day, and it did not bother me at all, as long as we are happy and always find time for each other. That’s enough for both of us.
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