The Missing Heiress

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Amara’s POV "Meg, has your stewardess given her a new towel and shirt?" Parker said this after the doctor cleaned up his cuts. “Oh, we forgot about that. Cecille, can you give her a clean and dry towel.” The woman named Meg glared at the stewardess named Cecille. After that, Cecille handed me a dry towel and smiled, “This way, please.” She accompanied me in the cabin room and said, “Just take your time, ma’am.” “Thank you.” And she also said, “You can use some of our spare clothes inside the closet.” I glanced at the closet beside me and said, “Oh, alright. Thanks.” Then she closed the door. After a long, heavy breath and a sigh, I reached into the closet and pulled out a pair of denim sneakers and a yellow shirt dress. Afterward, I pushed open the door to the room and mad

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