CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE

Amal Usman 3.1k words

I step into my office after another grueling day in court. Those old hags seem to have a knack for making my life more stressful than it needs to be. My gaze falls upon Amelia, curled up in the brown armchair by the window, utterly engrossed in a book resting...

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