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... me. He realized that when Isabella Weaver was around, all his stress would vanish. She didn’t have to do anything, yet she created a comfortable and peaceful atmosphere.
After finishing a drawing, Isabella Weaver turned to look at Harry Hunter, only to find he had fallen asleep on the sofa.
A feeling stirred within her, and she walked over quietly.
The sofa was a bit small; he was tall and had long legs, so he could only curl up sideways on it.
Isabella Weaver sud ...
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