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... s motion of ladling soup, the spoon hitting the bowl with a crisp sound.
He instinctively raised his eyes to look at the person opposite him.
Those clear eyes stared at him unblinkingly.
Those eyes were like a mirror, seemingly able to reveal all his deepest and most shameful desires.
How was he supposed to admit it?
Could he say that since he was eighteen, he’d harbored feelings for her that surpassed mere sibling affection?
Could he say that his ...
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