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... t was all that Dorothy needed and knew about. Her mentality was still stuck in the aristocratic era, where women wore long dresses and men carried swords.
Dorothy was writing a final letter for her desperate grandson. Elias thought she was a hindrance to him, not knowing she held the key to solve all of his problems. In her impeccably neat handwriting, she confessed the truth that could save his future.
"My job is done," Dorothy finally said to herself, touching the paper with a ...
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