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27: A dragon's kiss
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2024-10-29 19:42:56“He has a girlfriend,” Hana murmured.
Hana was sitting by the dresser, her fingers fisted in the air as she tried to take off her earrings. She couldn’t remember how many minutes or hours she had spent in this position, but the moment the driver parked, she had run into her room. Baba wasn’t home when she returned. Mama had been watching a soap opera, so she didn’t get a chance to question Hana.
She finally removed the second earring and tucked it into the case on the table. A groan from the bed reminded her she wasn’t alone. Her sister was reading on her tab. Hana had taken her advice to split the book so Cara was making all the final touches.
“Who?” Cara asked.
Hana picked up her laptop and opened the manuscript. She thought she was done with it. The book had ended with a happy ever after, but the happiness she felt the day she put the last full stop to the document was missing. There was a hol
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