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Mykhol Finds Out He Is Not the Only Suitor

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*Mykhol*

Mykhol barely hid the smile growing out of sheer enjoyment. If only he could save the moment, he would replay it later because it was too good to forget.

I didn’t even know she could make such a face. Mykhol thought and covered his mouth to rub off yet another smile. A slight laugh escaped his lips before he pulled himself back together.

Ana did not notice any of this. She was too busy pouting, huffing, and doing everything she could to express her growing frustration without speakin
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