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... obe open, hurriedly grabbing her clothes. But...
'Wait, this is my father's house—his land. Why should I be the one to leave?'
She hurled her clothes onto the bed and sank onto its edge. The burning sensation in her chest gradually subsided, replaced by a dull cramp twisting in her stomach.
She bit her lower lip, trying to process what had just happened. Crying wouldn't solve anything, even as her damned warm eyes threatened to spill over.
Ever since she had learn ...
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