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... stare back at me, but say nothing to my mind.
I let out a sigh and read through the first line for the umpteenth time, but the result is the same. Futile.
I shut the book in annoyance and let out a frustrated sigh before looking up at the garden ahead.
I can not for the life of me concentrate on anything!
"I’ve never seen you look so gloomy with a book in your hand before." Zephan’s unmistakable voice speaks from behind me, and I don’t even bother turning to look ...
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