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Chapter 145: Yearning each other
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... ick of the wall clock in Ava’s dimly lit room.
She clutched her phone tightly, her knuckles pale, the glow from the screen illuminating the tears shining on her cheeks.
Her breathing was unsteady, a shallow rise and fall of her chest as if even air had become a burden.
"Y-yes," Ava stammered at last, her voice trembling like a fragile glass on the verge of shattering.
Her tone was soft, pitiful—so weak that even the silence surrounding her seemed stronger.
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