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... mp, and her mind went blank.
It wasn’t until she felt a hand sliding under her shirt at her waist that her senses returned.
"Mr. Sterling..." The girl’s eyes were glistening with tears, and the corners of them were a deep red. Her originally fair cheeks now had a thin layer of pink, as if they were brushed with the finest rouge.
As she spoke, her eyelashes, perhaps out of nervousness, fluttered rapidly like the wings of a butterfly, trembling as she spoke, her voice carry ...
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