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Author's Note
Hello My Lovely Readers.
As most of you I am a mother first and an author second. Today's update was late due to a family emergency. The emergency is one in which it will impeed my ability to update regularly for a few days. I am unsure of how long my writing will be effected. I do hope that the emergency will be resolved somewhat timely. I will do my best to try and work out an update schedule that allows me to both care for my family and provide you with the chapters that you all patiently wait for.
Thank you all for being amazing readers and fans and being patient while my family navigates this chapter in our lives.
Solange Daye
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