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... ds. Her eyelids were thin, and her pupils pitch black. When she looked at people, her gaze was cold and gangster-like, betraying a kind of wildness that wasn’t easily tamed.
"Five years."
Her tone of voice sounded casual and disinterested.
It was a conversation that simply didn’t connect.
Myles Sullivan felt somewhat awkward, unsure how to proceed for a moment, but luckily the waiter brought his coffee at that moment. He picked up the coffee and took a sip, using ...
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