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A few hours before
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Jackson's POV
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I raised out of the desk chair, flinching at the all-to-familiar pain in my stomach.
"She's my princess alright." I grinned.
She did always have that fire but I never knew she'd let it out like that.
I walked out of the room and into the hall of endless people.
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Bet On The Bad Girl
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