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... ing their short arms. They were beaming so excitedly, a clear sign to Lola that no matter how terrible their father’s image was in her mind, he was still their parent.
Then, she turned around.
For some reason, she felt a slight breeze blow past her frizzy wig as time seemed to slow. Her big eyelashes, which could obstruct her vision, allowed her to see a pair of legs walking in her direction with an elegant gait. And somehow, the fake pimple on her cheekbone chose this moment to ...
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