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... to go to the garden.
My Lady.
She sat in the chair across from me. The light from behind fell diagonally onto the table, reflecting her face on the brownish tea in the cup. Her black hair was longer than it had been four years ago, so the back was tied with a butterfly ribbon that matched her hair color. On both sides of her shoulders, two strands of hair fell with slight waves at the ends. Her bangs, which used to cover her forehead, now revealed it.
A gentle breeze pass ...
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