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11. Trust, Family and Love

"What is this?" My forehead creased at the big box beside me when I woke up the following morning. Rage was already up, buttoning his upper clothing.

"Box?"

I glared at him.

"Good morning by the way. You look pretty with messed hair." He winked. This brute. Every time he is like that, I'm always reminded of those so many ways of how to torture a man.

"That is yours. It was sent ealier. It was said that it was from Grandpa. He said that is a gift."

Gift? Why would I be given a gift?

I grabbed the big box with a purple ribbon and opened it. My lips parted when I saw an olive green dress with intricate golden vines and crystal flowers on its bodice.

"Why did he give me a dress?'

"I told you, it is a gift. And it was also said that you should wear that dress on Grandpa's birthday. It's his request."

Damn. Why does everyone wants to give me a dress? This thing is obviously luxurious. Sure I can buy myself a dress like this bu

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