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... call, Amelie Quentin stood on the rooftop, her skin reflecting the sunlight.
She stood facing the sun, her eyes downcast, a small shadow formed by her eyelashes at the base of her eyes.
The coquettish demeanor she had displayed just moments ago with Roy Madison had disappeared. Her pink lips were slightly pursed, her expression indescribably melancholic.
Her sister was also allergic to olives and would develop a rash.
She too had said that eating just a bit wasn’t ...
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