After the hug earlier, Naara stands in front of the toilet mirror. She puts her palms on her chest. Her heartbeat is getting crazier. If it wasn't God's creation, maybe her heart would already fall out of place. Naara also looks at the reflection of her face, her cheeks appear tinged a little pink there. All of this is not right and definitely wrong. This is just a misguided feeling. The feeling of attraction, pity, and even Naara's love is only for Xion alone, not for a perverted man who dares to invite her to sleep in the same bed. Naara's brain certainly has started to error.

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