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If he had looked like this when we were arguing before, I would have softened and hugged him.
Now, I frowned in disgust and said coldly, "There's nothing to talk about. Get out of here. I don't want to see you!"
He paused, as if he didn't hear me, and picked up the yellow paper, lit it on the candle, and threw it into the ashes.
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