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DramaQueenHi! This is shorter than what I usually upload, and I haven't been very active for the past two days right? My apologies. I was running around for the past two days for a friend's wedding and couldn't upload yesterday, then my tablet fell and malfunctioned in the evening along with some few words I already had in it from this chapter. That's why today's is short. Good news for me is that the tablet is repaired and my friend's wedding was successful. So I will be back to posting frequently to make up for the lost days. Thanks for your understanding, see you soon.
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