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James Black, who had been somewhat skeptical initially, believed her after Jane’s explanation, and his expression softened a lot. To James, the fact that Jane was learning to take care of her own body was a good sign.

While James read a book next to her, Jane went to the bedroom to fetch her pad, preparing to catch up on some highly rated internet shows and to study the acting skills of the older generation.

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