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Chapter 48

Asha clasped the note on her chest as warmth filled her. She couldn't comprehend why, but she knew she was really happy.

The rose's relaxing scent spread throughout the small netted place, encouraging her to pick up the flower itself. Somehow, anxiousness mixed in between this blissful moment was like the rose’s thorn plucking a thread from the silk pillowcase.

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