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How could you even imagine that a wealthy girl from a powerful family like me would marry a beggar like you? I just used you to attain good grades James Marshal." She speaks arrogantly between her chuckles. The crowd started murmuring, some smiled conceited and others gazed at me with pitiful looks.

I blink twice, thrice but nothing registered in my brain. I was still on my knee with my hand extended holding the ring in the box. Sherlock gets behind pats my shoulder and helps me to stand.

and I took the pledge.

I will destroy you Amaira Witmore to a state of no retrieval. This is the...