Chapter 145 A Hunger Strike

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“Rita?” I looked in amazement at the woman in front of me. She was wearing a large flowery dress, and the morning light shone on her face like a layer of silvery gauze.

Rita went over to the bed with her plate and said respectfully, “Good Morning, Eva. It's time for...

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