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... ou have a nightmare?”
As she spoke, she stretched a hand towards him but—.
Flinch.
Tarkan clutched his nightrobe tighter and moved backward.
Aristine stared at him with bewilderment, her outstretched hand still hanging in the air.
So she wasn’t just imagining; it really felt like she had become some shameless fellow. Moreover, the type that harasses innocent maidens.
‘I was just sleeping…’
She felt wronged being treated like this.
“Why? What’s wron ...
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