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... her movements are slow, as if she is undertaking a solemn and sacred act.
"No." Avery Jane smiled faintly, fastening the last button of her blazer, looking at herself in the mirror; the monochrome tones made her seem as pure as an ink painting.
She secretly prayed, hoping her father would bestow upon her all the courage and inspiration.
Sometimes, it is not about what you want to do, but there seems to be an invisible force pushing everything forward, organizing events on ...
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