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... f a lavish room, a figure was tiredly sitting on a sofa.

Her long wavy black hair cascaded down the backside of the sofa, however, they had completely lost their once shimmering black shine.

They were also messy as if the person hadn't combed them in long.

Not only the hair but her once beautiful large ox-brown eyes were now completely lifeless, devoid of any light or emotion.

It was as if they carried no purpose, just blankly staring out the window.

In th ...

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