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... aged in her bag. It took her a while before she finally pulled out a pale green teacup from inside and handed it to Louis Snyder, "I didn’t bring much since I hurried out. This, I made it myself. I’ll present it as a birthday gift to you."
She held the teacup in her hand. Its porcelain felt surprisingly cold, the chill seeped into the palm of her hand. Her movements became somewhat stiff, the inexplicable feeling of guilt made the smile at the corner of her mouth a bit rigid too.
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