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I tried to wipe the circles from my eyes, but just as I was pulling my hand away, I touched the glass. The cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

I said sorrowfully, "Peony, I'm sorry." For so long, I blamed myself for my incompetence. I also abhor Peony's betrayal. I once thought about it from Peony's point of view. But I just can't let go