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... ulpted features, were exactly the same as in memory, unchanged in the slightest.
Even with just one photo, devoid of any trace of a smile, it was apparent that his temperament had become even more indifferent than before, emanating a cold aura of unapproachability.
Ariel Morris’s fingertips lightly grazed over the photo on the paper, gently stroking between the brows and eyes, softly murmuring, "Arlo Seys, these years, have you been well?"
Looking at his photo, recalling ...
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