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2024-09-16 16:09:12Moreau pursed her lips, slightly transfixed as she moved her fingertips to study the jagged texture of the bracelet chain, which Abihirt had probably given her while she was still sleeping. Perhaps that was why just a moment ago she had found Abihirt sitting on the edge of the bed in silence, until the man's presence seemed to pierce her heart in the morning.
"My mother will ask where I got it from," Moreau said in a sort of steep dilemma. She paused, then solemnly woke up to the faintly creaking bed. "She won't get angry." Really? The man's deep, hoarse voice reassured her nonetheless. Was there any guarantee in Abihirt's statement? Moreau was not too sure. Trying not to put away the bracelet that seemed to fit perfectly on her hand, while she knew the man had gotten up. "I should
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