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... ewhat thick, crunching underfoot, the sound of air bubbles in the snowflakes bursting. Catherine Ford hadn’t heard this sound for a long time. At this moment, listening to it seemed inexplicably relieving, making her footsteps inadvertently cheerful.
Following behind Catherine, Benjamin Jones keenly sensed the change in the woman’s mood. Looking down at the footprints ahead, those feet were particularly small, not larger than size 36, looking even more delicate next to his own prints. La ...
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