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... the dining table, staring at the table full of food. Grabbing onto the spoon, she ate a mouthful of porridge.
It was sweet and just the right temperature, warming her throat. She could no longer hold her tears and allowed them to stream down her face.
Just like in a movie playback, images flashed past her mind, scene by scene.
He held onto the cash, making a deal with her, but when they entered the hotel room he didn't do anything.
He waited with her when her father was ...
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