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"I don't want to think about it for now."
Flossie Wright casually replied.
With a slight lift of his eyebrows, Glenn Hutchinson walked straight towards her, stopping just a step away, his mouth curving into a faint smile, "Are you over it?"
"It's gone." Without any objection, Flossie continued.
She had been angry before, but now there was nothing wrong.
To vent anger by hurting herself was her least favorite act, yet after being foolish enough to do it once, it was difficult to repeat a second time.
With such a cool and indifferent demeanor, even the slight hint of anger from before had completely vanished; within mere minutes, Flossie had regained her composure, leaving him utterly at a loss.
Glenn Hutchinson took another step forward.
Flossie looked up at him calmly, her eyes showing not a trace of stirring emotion.
"Next time you're upset, come find me," he spoke lowly, his voice somewhat hoarse, yet it tugged at a certain heartstring when it reached her ears.
"Oh?"
