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Last published Mon, Dec 9, 2013
"She walked in beauty across the beach in her white tunic. A golden rope was tied around her slim waist and her blonde, wavy hair tussled and tossed in the ocean breeze. The handmade, ankle-high sandals hung from her finger, the finger where the ring was missing. She glanced over her shoulder like someone was following her. Worry and sadness filled her bright blue eyes." The daughter of a wealthy government official is enjoying the high life with servants and has just about everything until her father makes a fatal mistake that may cost her everything...
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