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Because this way, he could showcase all the dependency and adoration in his eyes in front of her, "I've come to deliver an invitation to Sister, the invitation for the birthday party."
The invitation was taken out of his pocket, wrapped in an envelope, well preserved.
Hannah opened it after she took it.
A silver invitation.
"It seems different from the others?" Hannah lowered her head to look at him, her fingertip lightly tapping on the pattern decorated on top.
Roses.
Louis Snyder smiled with pursed lips, the corners of his eyes curving downwards, innocuous and pure, "Sister's has to be different from the others."
It indeed was very different.
Hannah flipped open the invitation in her hand, the corners of her mouth curving slightly, "There's only my name on the invitation."
Louis Snyder pretended to be understanding, obediently saying, "Does Sister want to bring her boyfriend along?"
