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Giselle sat on the edge of the hotel bed while hugging a small pillow. Her face looked thoughtful, then suddenly she turned to Leon, who was pouring a glass of water.
“Leon,” she called softly.
Leon turned around.
“Yes?”
“I want to eat fried rice.”
Leon nodded lightly.
“Okay, we’ll order room service later.”
Giselle shook her...