Sanctuary

Sanctuary

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, May 23, 2017
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(Morals: Deception & Forgiveness) Anne is alone in the jungle, she meets this man named Aaron and has no other option but to trust him, but he was secretly sent by High Lords to kill her because she is "The Key", but he ends up falling in love with her, and because he loves her and ends up being a good guy, he reveals the truth to Anne and she is deceived by him and doesn't know if she can trust him, but he revealed it way too late and now they are at the verge of both dying. Anne has to decide whether to trust him to help her get out of there safely, or risk trying to escape by herself even though she knows nothing about the area and is blind to it and will most likely end up being captured. It's a race against time and Anne has to reveal some secrets of her own to help herself escape.
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