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... inst the back of his chair and asked,
“You’re not going to call me a bastard?”
Yujin froze, a chill running down his spine as he remembered hurling that very insult at Winston once before. Back then, he had lost control — briefly, impulsively. But now, his mind was perfectly clear. He wasn’t angry enough to shout obscenities, and in his right mind, he couldn’t bring himself to say something like that. With no idea what to do, his lips only quivered slightly. Winston merely stared ...
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