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... in issue with the harem thing?"
Yue’s voice cut through the quiet like a gentle arrow, her fingers still threading softly through my hair. I blinked up at her from her lap, confusion knitting my brow.
Mei Ling’s sobs had escalated now—soft hiccups turning into full, wrenching cries, her small frame shaking as she buried her face deeper into the pillow.
The sheet she’d pulled over herself trembled with each gasp, and damn if it didn’t twist something in my chest.
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