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What was the fault?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock. Opening the door she saw a boy.

The boy joined a few weeks back. Qindeel felt bad for him at such a small age he didn't deserve to be at a place like this.

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I sent a dry rose for you, wishing you would keep it with you forever without worry.