It's time. It's time to go.

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Her mind was a bit foggy and her feet were a bit wobbly.

Reaching up, she rubbed her temples to ease the headache.

Hell, it had been so long, and why was she still thinking about these things. She should have forgot it all a long time ago, shouldn't she? She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

But it didn't work half as well.

She still felt stuffy in her chest.

On the dining table, glasses of red wine were neatly and orderly arranged, and those tall glasses were filled with the crimson liquid, glistening with a crystal luster.

Earlier, she had a glass of red wine in her hand, just for show, and did not really drink it.

and might get drunk after one

at this moment, she suddenly had an inexplicable urge to have a

to stimulate her nerves. Her hand then did what her

picked up a whole glass of red wine, not to sip it, but to drink it in one

It tasted slightly astringent, yet smooth. It chilled

at first, she

emotions, it could not even quench her

her glass of wine with some chagrin in her heart. What's wrong with her? If he had amnesia, he had amnesia. He did

cursed, slightly regretting her impulse just

thought you don't

behind her, Otis’ low, ghostly voice

down her spine and her scalp tingled, and by

you were looking for

nothing?" Otis smiled lightly, his eyes lingering greedily on her body, "Where did you go just now? I searched around

"Just a casual walk."

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