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... d even practiced a few times.
But when the moment came, all she could muster was a guilt-ridden sob.
-Clench.
With trembling hands, Da-yeon reached out and grabbed the hem of Ha-eun’s cherry blossom-colored hanbok.
The only thought racing through her mind was that she couldn’t let Ha-eun leave.
“Don’t... don’t hate me. Please....”
Emotions that had festered deep within her heart erupted all at once.
Tears s ...
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