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... back. The letters were still sealed as they were sent. Who couldn’t tell that she never even bothered to open any one of those?

"How can a kid of ten or eleven years know what love is? They were definitely not love-letters. Besides, how can you say those were love letters? Did you read?" Ru also shot back challengingly.

"I wanted to read but my dear mother was very strict about that. I couldn’t do so." Ru narrowed her eyes at him while he sheepishly scratched the back of his head ...

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