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... ” she said.

Renly couldn’t help but smile. Her choice was not surprising. Choosing pain before welcoming happiness. Unlike most Americans, Hazel, at a young age, was already mature. The symptoms of her degenerative disease had gradually robbed her of vitality. However, as a bystander, Renly couldn’t truly feel Hazel’s pain. The help he could offer was merely the companionship of a friend.

“I’m going to leave New York for a while, probably not as long as last time, but at least fo ...

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