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Acknowledgement
Hey guys!
To all of those who waited paitiently for this story to be completed, thank you so much! I couldn't have done this without you.
As for the sequel, and the final part of the trilogy, I will be releasing it towards the end of the year. Constant health problems have kept me from writing to my full potential this year and I hope to overcome it soon and get back to my old self so I can gift you guys with more stories.
Please do leave your comments and likes, so that I know you liked Mikalya's journey so far!
Once again, thank you from the bottom of my heart!
Keep reading, stay happy and healthy!
Lovage!!!!!!!!
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