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CH27 : His Muse

Sana gazed at the paintings in the exhibition. It was a narrow corridor that led to a final painting that was covered with a red cloak.

It was all just paintings of her. A painting of her dancing around. Sana chuckled. He had caught her with her headphones on in her room, attempting to dance and failing miserably, once.

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