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... bruptly, furious with myself.
’Why am I thinking about that?! I need to pull myself together!’
I tried to regain my composure and asked a more serious question, masking the turmoil within me.
"More seriously, why help me? I thought you were... different."
"Different?"
His gaze fell on me, a hint of amusement in his silver eyes.
"You mean I have all the traits of a pretentious young master?"
I shrugged.
"That too, yes."
He sh ...
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