Chapter 5

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POV: Atlas
I was just sitting in my cell, drowning in boredom when I suddenly hear footsteps, not of any guard s but light footsteps. *Dior...* I think to myself. I quickly get up and look at the cell door hopefully. As I see Dior's face appear I smile for the first time in all those months that I've been gone. "Dior..." I whisper "you came..." I look at her. "Of course I came!" She whispers back trying to open the door. The door doesn't budge and Dior curses under her breath "Blasted door!" She whispers angrily. Suddenly she gets an idea and disappears out of sight. I hear a soft thud as if someone has fallen on the ground and Dior returns with the keys in hand. "Wow, that was pretty fast" I say chuckling. "What would you expect, I'm an Algera!" She says proudly as she unlocks the door.

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