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... ly, I kissed her hand because she rubbed my lips, why did she call me bold for it?
"I mean ... You aren't as bold as this before."
I chuckled.
"You aren't this bold either," I replied. When our father was alive, she never rubbed my lips like this, she even rarely hugged or held my hand since middle school.
Celia pressed her lips in embarrassment.
I sighed.
"If you don't like it, I won't do this again." I knew her feelings had deepened but I thought something ...
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