CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: FAIRYTALE MORNING

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Tiny rays of sunshine stole through the curtains, bouncing inside the room. Roxanne winced from the bouncing reflections. "Hmmm" she moaned softly as she began to awaken. Her eyes is not used to the surrounding, it takes her a few seconds for it to be registered to her senses. It dawns on her that she'sin a grand bed, surrounded by opulent furnishings that seemed to belong in a royal palace. She sat up, rubbing her eyes in disbelief, wondering if she was still dreaming. "Oh my goodness!" she exclaimed, taking in the lavish room. The bed was huge, with a canopy that seemed to touch the ceiling. The walls were painted a soft blue, and the furniture was made of dark wood, polished to perfection. It was exactly like what she read in her royal historical novels. She slipped on her pajama ja

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