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Arya laid in the same spot, unsure of what would be her fate as Willow stared at her with so much questions in her head. “Did she really do it?” Willow asked herself. “If you truly did this, I’ll never forgive you!” Willow said to her as she was unable to conclude. “I didn’t, I really didn’t!” “You did!” Owen’s voice raised an alarm from outside as he rushed over to where Arya was lying tiredly, he grabbed her by her collar and felt like hitting her but held back at all cost. “Whose pouch is this??” Owen asked. “Mine” Arya replied. “What do you keep in it?” He asked again . “My precious items” she said to him. “Other than you, who else has access to it?” “No one, it’s my precious items and I always keep…” before she could complete her sentence, Owen poured the content of the Pou
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