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Fathia was too full of mysteries for Jess.
Receiving such treatment made Fathia blink repeatedly, just like when she faced Clara. Suddenly, her heart was enveloped in a warm feeling that had not visited her for a long time. Fathia was not good at talking and socializing. Her only friends were Felice and her high school friend, Tinna. However, after graduating from high school, their communication was cut off. Eho didn't want to know about her friend's life, especially since she found out that Tinna seemed happy with her life in Metropolis.
She was afraid that her presence would make Tinna uncomfortable.
"Thanks, Jess." Fathia gave a smile. "So... what do we want to do at the mall?"
Jess shouted with joy. "Just be happy, that's all. But promise me, you'll tell me what you did with Fox earlier."
Fathia didn't answer but chose to dissolve into the laughter that Jess shared. Ignoring the puzzled look from the driver as he glanced at the rearview mirror
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