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... next morning.
When he arrived home, Annabelle Linton was already awake.
She was sitting quietly on the sofa in a long white dress, her face expressionless, her gaze lowered, lost in thought.
Beside her, one maid was applying medicine to her hand while another combed her hair.
The maid looked frightened, her hands trembling as she applied medicine and wrapped the gauze. The wound was gruesome, a mangled mess of flesh and blood.
Annabelle Linton remained com ...
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