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... > With those cold words, the collection of poems came closer to me. When he reached out his hand towards my face, the book was placed on my trembling palm with a tap sound.
Alan turned around, slightly loosening the dark red, cravat around his neck.
I couldnt do anything but look up at his black back. Hoping that it wasnt me who made him feel frustrated.
At that very moment, Alan glanced back at me. When our eyes met, I thought it wouldnt be strange if my heart stopped li ...
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