The Pure-Hearted Princess and the Kiss of Darkness
My lips curved into a faint, bitter smile.
Inside the box were neatly arranged envelopes, and in one corner, a few small items were carefully placed. Yes, this was the box that kept everything related to Majori or in other words, to our love.
Handwritten letters, photos of us together, gifts, matching clothes, and even her first baby teeth. Everything was preserved here.
No matter how angry I was with her, I could never bring myself to throw them away.
Just then, as I was gazing at those old mementos, an uneasy feeling suddenly rose inside me, spreading quickly like fire on dry grass. I stood up abruptly, slamming the box shut, my eyes widening as I stared into the empty space ahead — though
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