Chapter EIGHTY

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Natalie's POV

I stirred gently, groaning and then rolling over in the comfortable bed I was lying in. My throat hurts as I groaned because it was dry. Completely parched. I stretched my hands above me, and let out a small cat like yawn. My muscles were sore and it felt...

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