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warm water, and she washed herself silently. Occasionally, when her hand brushed against a bruise—a purple patch here, a green one there—a dull ache would shoot through her. For a moment, tears welled...Chapter name: 245

Resentment, or decided to fix this chapter as soon as possible! So, rushed the draft, second update, hey ╮(╯▽╰)╭yes remained closed, still as death."It's fine, can't be crushed!"To him, she was light as a blanket, but a blanket couldn't compare to her wonderful touch, nor the warmth that reached deep into his h...