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Magic: Unknown

Description: Lots of scars, bruises, burn marks all over her body but her face is the only thing that doesn't have much.

Hair color: Blonde [Waist length long]

Eyes: Aqua Blue

Favorite food: None, because she would rather eat anything than nothing.

Favorite thing to do: Painting. [Doesn't want to paint too much, her works causes greed and obsession to those whose heart are not well].

Other hobbies: Kickboxing, Teaching, ...

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Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

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“That’s…” (Molitia)

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Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’