She examined the room curiously. All of the personages that were sitting there were white. Their skin was as white as snow, and they all had different eyes and hair. Cordelia smiled at these eccentric-looking people. Back home, she had only seen black people., t hey were all beautiful but she had never seen any other race. The only exception was the different shades of black, but in this room, they were all white. "Excuse me, madam?" someone said behind her. "Hm?" she turned around. Both of them were utterly smitten, but Cordelia thought this was just another dashing man she had met. Never did she know she would be the cause for his death. She smiled and went to sit on the last back seat of the bus. What mystery awaits this young foreign girl?
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