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At the moment when Asher showed up in the neighborhood he saw Haya's eyes were red, Haya took a seat at the table and kicked off her shoes. As he descended, he quickly approached her and asked.

He contacted his jaw and said, "What happened there?"

Haya rolled her eyes and murmured, "It's nothing."

Haya said sadly; Asher bowed before her and looked into her eyes.

"Did you cry?"

"Do you really know the answer, why are you really asking?" nausea Haya said.

"What did you cry for? What was the deal? Who made you cry?" Asher posed her a series of endless inquiries, Haya was considerably more upset by Asher's inquiries. He got up and went to the gallery, while Asher followed him and asked once more.

"Goodness, how about you answer that?" Asher asked him.

Haya thought it was mitigating her experience and didn't believe Asher needed to know.

"For what reason do you have such countless investigations? At every point you stress over, the same as, your beau?!" he shouted down Asher.

"I'm just str
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