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... ink about it anymore. She rolled up her sleeves and went to the counter to wash vegetables, starting to prepare dinner.
Perhaps it was because she was making dinner for someone she liked and felt the joy of expecting him to come home from work and eat the meal she cooked herself.
This made Cynthia seem to be enveloped in a gentle glow, with a soft and light smile on her red lips.
She didn’t stop until she had made a whole table of delicious home-cooked dishes.
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