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He used to see her as a mere replacement for Sol because she looked like her, however, he now realized that they were actually quite different. Sol was very delicate and gentle, even submissive, while Miya could be rather stubborn and independent.

She's actually nothing like Sol except her look. It then dawned on him that she was no longer just a replacement to him.

When Miya woke up the next morning, the first thing she thought of was how Xenon was. "Honey, how are you feeling? How's the wound?" she asked and gently touched the bandage. She heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that it wasn't bleeding any more.

"Do you think you know magic? You can tell if it's healed just by a gentle touch?" Xenon teased.

Miya rolled her eyes. "I wish I knew."

"Why don't you take my shirt off to check then? Come on." Xeon smiles cheekily.

"No." Miya blushed.

"Don't you miss my n.a.k.e.d body?"

Miya was speechless. She changed the subject and said, "I'm hungry."

"Hungry for what?" Xenon teased agai