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tly perceive his scent outside the door but h

, the door opens, and a maid steps inside, carrying another t

ays carefully. "

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immediately. I'm already frustrated and tired as it is. I have no idea where my life is leading me to or

slides off, crashing onto the floor. The sharp sound ri

rush forward. "I'm sorry," I

pain stings my finger. I inhale sharply, looking down to se

sps. "I-I'm

et her know this wasn't her fault. It's

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up to know who it i

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y she grips her apron, how her breath

rt out quickly before he

pounded hard in my chest, I feared it would burst out open. He doesn't say a word for some seconds while I stayed still, waiti

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in one smooth step and crouches beside me. Befo

mpletel

he inspects the cut. His brows pull together sl

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see wha

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usts my grip himself, his fingers brushing against mi

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is hands are large, rough but his movements are surp

u clean clothes," he s

m not hungry. That I don't want

s he walked out of the room,