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The realization that I have no other clothes to wear comes right after I get out of the shower. Wrapped in a towel, I scratched my head and stared at the dusty, wet clothes in the corner of the room, denying myself the need to wear them again. Finally, I decide to look for a piece in Kaanadan's wardrobe, I believe there is at least something that fits me.

And has.

As soon as I get dressed in a white cotton blouse - which reaches my knees - and underwear that thank God were new and tight, I leave the room in search of some distraction.

It's still very strange to believe that Kaanadan is really well and alive, even worse to believe that it was all just a plan and that now I'm trapped in my father's mafia for a reason in vain. I don't deny that it irritates me, but at the same time I'm relieved that I won't have to go through the worst alarming things in the life of a mobster... or at least not to bring the Death Knight back.

And speaking of the same, I finally notice that I haven't
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