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... red blankly at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling, her eyes shimmering with ripples.
Her heartstrings and body, tense for so long, suddenly relaxed. Ann Vaughn belatedly felt the fatigue, and her vision became increasingly blurry.
It wasn’t until Cyrus Hawthorne received no response from Ann Vaughn for a long time that he realized she had fallen asleep.
Her curled eyelashes still held some crystal-like drops, her petite nose was red, and tears were streaked across her ...
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