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Chapter Forty-Three ▏The Arrangement

I stumble up the stairs to my bedroom, making a beeline towards my closet to pull out the first dress I see. It just so happens that the one I get is one of my old red ones, and I wriggle into it, my wet hair sticking to my face and the satin bodice.

What do they want to do with me? I wonder as I exit my room and run back down the stairs. They’ve been avoiding me for days and now this? This is insane.

A guard meets me at the bottom of the stairs, avoiding my eyes as I arrive in front of him. “Please, Miss, follow me,” he says in a clipped tone, gesturing to me to go with him. His arm is wobbling as he points me the way. “Are you ready?”

“Yeah,” I mumble, and together we walk.

Like everyone else, he’s keeping a distance from me. I guess it’s natural since I am supposed to be dead, but this just makes me want to act like a zombie to scare them all off. It doesn’t really seem to matter now, though,

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