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His hand covered half of his face but his smirk was prominent. Silence was soon cut short as his deep chuckle fill the room. Slowly, his hand falls down from his face. The soft expression he had on earlier had disappeared, now changed with a darker gaze, one that was slowly eating her soul up.
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