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“I wore your favourite.”

I could see that and I couldn’t deny it made me feel attracted to her even more with the colour staining her appearance.

Aina had stolen my attention and time away from Niaina and Vao the moment Bernador left the premises. I had much to talk to the two about but she’d confidently dismissed the two ministers. How troublesome.

She stresses, reaching to the back of her packed up brown hair and takes off the purple hairclip letting her hair fall at its length. It’d grown longer from the short bob it was a month ago when I first met her at the funeral. I find my young body reacting enthusiastically to the new look. Over a century and my tastes hadn’t changed.

“You look good,” I understate.

“You look like you don’t want to see me.”

I barely keep myself from wincing at her accusations. “I don’t have any reason to feel that way, Aina. Don’t you think you’re reading too much into things?”

She shook her head, letting the hair fall equally onto both sides of her shoulder
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