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Solitarius: She looked at me coldly, serious as she had ever been, her hair...

She looked at me coldly, serious as she had ever been, her hair dancing in the air of the open window aggressively, furious as she looked.

“Would you do it all again? Would you do it all knowing what we do now? You would wouldn’t you?”

Her answer came off anxious, she was panicky and it made…