"... want what was mine.... "

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" Is that a black streak of your hair? " " Huh? " Hazal was busy chopping the firewoods when Cara suddenly came to her. She looked up at the hair falling on her face. Indeed. It was a black streak. It looked absolutely like a high light. Hazal let the axe go and she pulled more hair in front to check their colour. Most were still white but she could definitely see the blacks in between. " What's happening? What's this dye? " Started pulling all her hair infront a little paranoid. Hazal had not been feeling like herself a while. She was not sick. It was quite the opposite. She had so much energy bubbbling within, she was having a hard time sleeping. " They got in. They got in! " Right at that moment Castle came running. But he stopped after seeing Hazal like that. " Is she po

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