This is an age of exaggeration and impatience. We all talk about love but we don't know what we are talking about. We use it as an excuse or an object. We regard jealousy, sympathy, fear of loneliness, and impulsiveness as love, and at the same time we regard love as jealousy, sympathy, fear of loneliness, and impulsiveness.
Like all girls who secretly dream of being a prince, Lana Tergersen's once full of expectations were turned into cynicism by reality. She hastily threw away her little pink feelings as trash that was looked down upon. The wisest move is to be flattered and not hurt.
Therefore, she wants to meet Carl Esvodo, a man who is the same as others but different after all.
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I feel like it's a bit confusing, so I'll change the first few chapters.
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