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  • My Third Life
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    "What if I told you I was in love with you, noona?" he asks, his deep dark eyes bear into mine as he props his chin on his hands. "A thing such as love doesn't exist. Perhaps attraction or affection but not romance," I reply, digging my heels into the soft soil. Droplets of water tickle my skin as I run my fingers thr...