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en bother to support her with his own hands!She was so angry her heart ached!The pain in my wrist was getting worse. He kept hitting it and pressing against it, and all his weight was being supported...t force. (..tw good novels) The chair slid across the tiles, making a piercing screech that sent shivers down one's spine. With that same aura of perpetual gloom about him, he turned around, ascended...