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...I usually hated my red hair, this hair that I inherited from my dear Father.

...It's unfashionable.... I can't.... I can't take anymore... to look in the miror with this kind of hair.

...I always get jealous with my sister's sweet amber-blonde hair.... She's beautiful... unlike me... I'm ugly.

This story follows with a red-haired noble woman used to hate the color of her hair. She wants to cut her hair or cover it with a huge hat. She don't like it at all since it's unfashionable and it is the color of hatred, too. One day, a noble man that she met and used to like her hair. Her self-confidence was grown because of that occurence. Months after, after she had heard the news that came from her father... she was shock.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 13, 2014 ⏰

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