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... tears from spilling out. He successfully held them back and swallowed his sobs.

"Grow up soon, little witch. I'll marry you when I come back," he promised and placed an orange candy bar next to Hera's small pillow. Suddenly, Hera turned to her side, and her tiny fist closed around the sweet. She giggled at Hunter merrily. The latter scowled in response while the former kicked her legs with all her strength.

"Huh, you're so shameless," he stated in disapproval, and Hera shook her ...

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