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... like your wanderer mother, aren’t you?”
Drip, drop…
The corner of the book had cut open Raytan’s forehead, and dark, red blood trickled down.
The crimson liquid was the same, striking shade as his irises. Sezh dared to bet all her meager possessions that her half-siblings would later come to severely regret their actions.
One day, Bern will feel so sorry for what he did today. To be honest, if I were Raytan, I think I’d kill him first.
Bern, however, was oblivious ...
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