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... was welcoming a friend.
It was a fake smile, but his enthusiasm made it seem so real.
In contrast, Granny Linsa’s face was now edged by fear and worry—gone was her smug and condescending composure as if everyone around her were lower than her. Now, her thin lips trembled visibly, drained of their usual color—like she was low on blood.
Even her wrinkles that lent her face its stern authority now deepened with unease.
It softened her once-imposing presence into som ...
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