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    Celine had been cooped up in her room since the sword fight. She hadn’t left her room until that night.

    It seemed like she still had a few lectures remaining, but it was something that didn’t matter to her at all. Upon hearing the news, some of her friends came knocking on her door asking how she was doing, but not a single answer came back.

    It was unusual considering her gregarious personality. How could she not welcome visitors?

    However, it was also something Celine couldn’t help. The shock Celine received was extremely profound. She was constantly reminiscing about the past as she pulled her blanket over her.

    The repeating scene was Ian witnessing Seria’s fight with Celine.

    The face reddened with anger, the cold golden eyes and voice filled with irritation pierced her brain like an electric shock. Celine’s body trembled severely.

    It shouldn’t be like this, I shouldn’t fall out with Ian.

    Celine was just repeating those thoughts. She had been like that since her childhood. Celine pretended to be confident, but deep down, she was very dependent on Ian. It was someone whom she had a crush on for over 10 years.

    It had been a long time since feelings of love had sprouted in her heart. After all the tragedies, he was the boy who willingly held her hand when her life required a new light.

    She couldn’t help but love. Despite knowing that Ian only considered her as a friend. Her wit was outstanding after all.

    On the day the Haster family collapsed due to a dispute over the concession of high-ranking nobles, Celine had to shoulder a heavy mission.

    The silvery eyes which stared at her father, who received the bill, causing veins to bulge from his neck were indelibly imprinted in her mind.

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