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... that Nia Mitchell was still sitting on the large bed, his brows furrowing tighter.
"Let’s go down for dinner."
He called out to her, his displeasure evident. Nia Mitchell acknowledged him and slowly climbed off the bed.
"Why are you being so harsh?"
Even if she was a bit dense, she could still detect the unfriendliness in his tone.
She was just sitting on the bed... At most, it was a little improper, but she was used to it. Why was he angry?
If he ...
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