“Reverse harem?”
Jihye slapped her hand to her face in disgust.
She let herself sink into the ondol, the voluminous yellow silks of the hanbok draped around her desolate figure.
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𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾.
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𝗍𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾.
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