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“Chelsea?

Einer called out to Chelsea again, but the girl seemed to have lost her consciousness and only focused on Einer’s face which she was now touching warmly.

Chelsea’s hands, which were full of tenderness, greeted the surface of Einer’s cold skin. Two contrasting things that were enough to make Einer stunned, speechless and not knowing what to do when Chelsea seemed to be hypnotized deeper.

“Einer...,” Chelsea called, after ignoring Einer’s call several times. Unexpectedly, this was not the only thing that could surprise Einer tonight. Because not long after the call, Chelsea, who seemed to still be in her subconscious---moved her hand to touch Einer’s lips.

There might have been something interesting about Einer’s lips that were rather thick and looked flushed. But, precisely because she had such lips, Chelsea’s touch managed to make her recall an old memory that Einer desperately wanted to forget.

The silhouette of the memory when in a dark night and dimly lit room, a woman wh
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