Chapter.51*Not His Son.*

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Another two days went by, DeShawn was working hard, but there was something changed about him. He would talk to himself all the time, the passion he had for his family once was gone. Every time I looked at him, my heart cried the tears of blood. I was watching him working hard under the hot sun and my heart crumbled in my chest, I need to figure out something to make these Royal people pay.  I ran inside my hut and ignored the questionable eyes of Cica and Tiara, who had no idea what I was doing by digging a hole. I grabbed the papers and swirled my neck to watch them looking at me silently. "Go and play outside the hut, don't go far," I ordered, I knew something was going to make my heart ache and I didn't want them to see me crying. They nodded and left, at least someone was obedient i

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