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C42 The slap

Abigail’s eyesight was blurry, but she still could see the concern in his eyes. Her heart was pounding, and she kept looking at him with confusion. Her hand was itching to touch his face.

“Are you alright? How did you end up like this? Why are you alone?”

Those words sounded cold and indifferent, but the worry in his tone didn’t go unheard by her

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