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... rple crystal eyes slightly deepened.
She put down the teacup in her hand, shifted her gaze away from Franka, and instead stared at the green leaves swaying in the gentle breeze outside the window.
"Franka..."
Eve’s voice was soft, as gentle as a feather gliding over the water:
"You have never been just a follower. At least, to me, you are not."
Franka’s body trembled slightly.
She did not respond but lowered her head.
However, Ron keenly no ...
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