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Chapter 58

Three years later.

"Shh, little Quen. Here... here's your milk." I immediately grabbed the bottle of milk beside me, and let little Quen have his milk.

I closed my eyes in frustration when he ignored me and continued on weeping.

"Oh, little Quen. Please stop crying, please, please. I need to go, now." I've wanted to cry together with him in frustration.

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