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... thermal box, an indescribable feeling spreading from her chest, under the light, her knuckles were gradually turning white.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her gaze lingering on the lock for a long time, silently watching, unmoving.
In her heart, she didn’t know what to think, or maybe she wasn’t thinking anything at all, the faint light outlined her gentle facial contours.
She gently closed her eyes, Jasmine Yale pressed her lips together, silent.
There was ...
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