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Both of Shannon's hands were on the table, trying to welcome Lia's hand, that was no longer handcuffed to the prisoner's clothes. Shannon's head nodded slowly, convincing Lia to hold her hand even though there were many people guarding Shannon, as if Lia were someone who could no longer be trusted.

Camellia hesitated. She lifted her hand slowly, then welcomed the hand of Shannon, who sat across the table. Her eyes glazed over when she saw Shannon smiling sincerely at her.

"Because I know that the Camellia I know is still the kind Camellia who accompanied me at school. Who looked after me when it rained? Who played in the snow with me when mum was busy."

Suddenly, Aland also looked down because he was holding a tightness in his chest. He knew he could never find another good woman out there who resembled his beloved wife.

In fact, it wasn't just Aland, even Camellia herself burst into tears. She even immediately got up and moved, hugging Shanno