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... around, but now the girls looked like an excited herd of buffaloes rather than noble ladies.
It was as if I was caught up in the object of their admiration.
“I’m willing to sell my soul and die just to see a glimpse of Sir Isidor’s face with my own two eyes.”
“Any normal girl is compelled to contemplate of doing so at least once, because you will never forget such a beautiful face. His face is like an embodiment of your dreams.”
“The embodiment of dreams? Oh god, I’m read ...
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