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... small table where a few papers lay. "What is this?" On the paper, there were only a few words written, and the pen was tossed beside it. This was the second letter I had been writing.
"Dear Luan... Dear?" Luan laughed. "Was this another letter for me? You really were desperate to see me, weren’t you? I just received the first letter." He crumpled the paper.
Then he approached the bed again.
I crossed my legs and rested my hands on the bed as I looked at him. I looked up, ...
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