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... ly be my sister. You are just an ugly witch!"
This certain sister of mine couldn't handle her emotions, especially anger. It made me wonder that if she were the witch instead of me, we all might have been dead by now.
However, the moment she cursed me, the flowers in the bouquet in her hand withered.
Everyone looked at the flowers. One woman pointed at it as if she couldn't wait to add fuel to the fire. "See, this is the witch's doing! She can't even spare those poor flow ...
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