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... iolence! You’re the one who self-harms!"
With a dark expression, Nia Mitchell swiftly put on her slippers, grabbed the strawberries, and dashed upstairs.
Of course, she was grimacing.
After all, a certain part of her was genuinely uncomfortable. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Watching her unsteady little figure retreat, Maxwell Peary casually leaned back on the sofa, thoughtfully staring after her.
She usually ran so nimbly, but her speed was considerably ...
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