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He said as he threw a bedsheet on her and tucked her to sleep, although Clara still had her eyes open, not knowing what to say to all the care she received as the others also recommended her to take rest.


"Fine…"


Eventually, she gave up and closed her eyes.


Her soul was still aching anyway.


She heard that it could not be healed fast or through life energy, or the hex might break since it was not part of her soul. It was a hex, so as lon ...

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