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... r nails dig into her flesh. Her eyes were red, her anger burning her rationality. Surely, the Prince still had a place in his heart for the dead one. Why, after all these years?
Why?
Could it be that she was not even as good as a dead person?
She took a deep breath, swallowing all her grievances and unwillingness.
Covering her burning face, she turned with tear-filled eyes to look at the man before her, "Prince, if this slap can calm your anger, I will take it, ju ...
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