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... ters almost made Purple Summers’ soul leave her body in shock!

She knew that she and the original Purple Summers were definitely different, as she didn’t know anything about the original owner’s habits and temperament. No matter how hard she tried to hide it, someone would definitely notice the difference!

Even so, she had never been worried.

Because Purple was young, any changes could be explained away by saying “she grew up and became more sensible!” Besides, teenage gi ...

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