PLACE
PORSHA'S POV I woke up to a particularly lovely day, the sky was the most beautiful shade of blue and the sound of birds chirping echoed through out the palace. “Good morning my beautiful queen” Anne's voice boomed through the room, A tray of hair ornaments and makeup in hand. I laid back in bed, a sigh escaping my lips. “What is beautiful about the morning Anne?” I doubted, feeling down cast. I can't believe it has only been four days since I arrived at this hell hole. It feels like forty. I honestly don't think I could endure this any longer. “Oh! Porsha don't be like that” Anne said, taking a seat next to me on the bed, “Think about all the things you have to be thankful for” I immediately turn towards her, a curious frown on my face. “And what am I supposed to
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