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... gant and well-proportioned.
Her legs were long and straight, her arms delicate and fair, her neck smooth and symmetrical.
But now, a dark purple handprint was clearly visible on her throat—a jarring, brutal mark.
She gasped for breath like a dying fish, desperately inhaling.
It took a full minute or two before she finally recovered.
Tears, like glistening pearls, slid down her face.
She had come in full of righteous fury, yet this was the treatment ...
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