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I’d become weak, and I’d become more indecisive as time went by.
Cynthia calmly looked at me. Her almond-shaped eyes didn’t carry any of the innocence of a child. Instead, she was so rational that even I found it hard to look at her directly.
She said, “I understand your concern for me, but Mother, the probability of this happening is even lower than if I were to buy a lottery ticket and win the first prize. To prevent that one in ten thousand chance of an acciden ...
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