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a/n: in commemoration of the fact this is the fifty first chapter, it's longer.

"Hello, Marinette," he said to me. I landed against the metal bars and swore I could have died right there.

Until Ayla came and brought me out of my thoughts.

As soon as she saw him, she immediately had her anger face on. I was suspecting that she was going to kill him, since she was building strength in prison. I had to hold her back and Dove apparently trusted me because his face was bored.

"You little-" she said, breaking from my grip and lunging at Dove. He didn't change expression and he teleported away before he could be touched.

Yet one thing was wrong.

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