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At the sound of her congratulations, Tayne Marsh turned back.

But Gwen Grayson had already walked away, leaving only a silhouette that never looked back. The torn fragments on the ground were swept up by the wind and scattered, as if nothing had ever happened.

Could it be... he'd really wronged her?

"Gwen Grayson."

Watching that small figure, Tayne Marsh suddenly called out again