Ava’s long curly eyelashes trembled, and her hands clenched unconsciously. She spoke with a hoarse voice, “I see.”
“Do you have any plans that night?”
Does she have any plans?
What plans can she have?
In the past, her only plan was that she would marry Mason, be with him for the rest of her life, give him beautiful male and female dolls, until they turn white heads, and can walk hand in hand together.
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