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... ut a mournful cry, covered her face with her hands, and steam billowed from her head.
She couldn’t take it anymore, she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
She didn’t know why there was such a big difference between her personality and Aina’s. Aina could say such things nonchalantly, while just listening made her feel like she could dig a three-bedroom apartment out with her toes.
Liya’s face also turned dark as pitch.
Her own daughter saying such ...
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