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“You looked thirsty,” I announce. She looks up from her work. “Oh really?” “Really.” I stretch out on the lounger. “And it also looks like you’re due for a break.” Ella laughs. “Actually, I just sat down.” “Perfect. Then I’m not interrupting anything yet. Let’s dish, girlfriend.”
Fallen Heir (The Royals, #4)
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