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... ure could have been taken…”


I chose my words carefully as I asked Sung Dowon and his eyes bulged.


“I thought the photo came out like this because there are cases where the photo gets distorted depending on the angle…”


You thought?


“It is a bit weird. I don’t remember being so close to this woman.”


My heart was swept away.


Due to Sung Dowon’s involvement, I was able to overcome an obstacle.


And, looking at his reaction, the cha ...

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