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Chapter 61

An hour later, I am struggling to get out of this class, almost exhausted. This man has the ability to suck the life out of me, leaving absolutely nothing. He droned on for at least thirty minutes without stopping to consider the possible meanings of my dream. Well, this time I did it myself. I should be ashamed of myself.

Now to get out of my etiquette class.

I head to the room where Lady Miranda is attending to some papers cluttered on her desk. "Excuse me, Lady Miranda?" I ask, making my voice as sickly as possible. She seems to be nicer when I speak this way.

"Mona? Is that you?" She looks up, her features mesmerizing. Her emerald eyes contrast with flawless ivory skin and dark red lips, along with a swan-like neck and graceful body. To me, she is like an icy goddess.

"Yes, Lady Miranda." I curtsy awkwardly, and I think I see a tug of amusement at the corner of her closed mouth. "I'm not feeling

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