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"Now that's your deal, not mine," he oversold on his elbow based on his knee raising his eyebrows.
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The golden blusher on the chest of faded blue sky, smiling at the girl sitting alone on a swing in the empty park. A light breeze blowing, it might rain tonight. So the weather is cold today. She is sitting there curling up and staring at a hole in the ground as her confused soul is messed up now.
[June's POV]
{It had almost been six months since she came to our house. Of course, we had doubts about her roily past and her father also tried to untie the thread but nothing workable came out.
I was in a twigger to choose the path. I had to take a step forward but didn't know what should be the step then I was in self-doubt. I brought her what she never asked for and if I take any step toward this decision it's nothing more than against her.}