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Chapter 8: Clash

I turn each page, captivated by the diverse array of drawings all crafted by Jared.

His skill in depicting the exposed forms of these women, who bared themselves exclusively for his artistic vision, is truly remarkable... although the notion of him having glimpsed the nakedness of multiple women does leave a disconcerting impression.

My thoughts were drawn back to the moment he mentioned starting this collection of works when he was just 18. I couldn't help but notice the stack of albums resting on the chair beside us, and a curious thought emerged in my mind. I decided to voice my question, driven purely by my inquisitiveness.

"How old are you, anyway?" I asked, catching him off guard with the unexpected inquiry. His gaze shifted towards me, his expression betraying his surprise at the question.

His arm rested on the back of the couch, hovering close to my shoulder. He composed himself, offering a slight shrug in response.

"I was 18 seven years ago... you can do the math," he replied
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