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354 The Explanation

Penelope’s hands were slightly rough. Especially her palms, which appeared dry with visible lines. Resting in her palm was a black bow hairpin—an old, common style that looked a bit worn out and loose, showing clear signs of use.

Satan furrowed his brows but didn’t move.

Penelope raised an eyebrow s...

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