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... 's face, and he wondered what was truly wrong with Alexia.

"Should I perhaps not have told her how I feel?"

After arriving on Earth, Seth had decided not to think about what happened during his last minutes in Ashad, but now the memory came flooding, and he let it flow as he wanted to see if he had missed something.

It had just been as he wanted to open the portal to Earth, the various conversations he had had with Irene came popping into his head, and remembering the twi ...

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