Oh hell no.
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No one has ever passed Mandy’s vibe check in terms of men. Living in a perfect world and raised like a princess, she knows the ways in knowing who to trust, or who to ignore- for example, a man’s motives.
At the age of 8, she started receiving flowers and chocolates from boys, not being able to decline for her image requires the presence of a gentle and feminine-like girl. At the age of 18, she was put in an arranged marriage, and at that time, she finally let go of her built façade and let herself run free, ignoring men from left to right.
“Lia.” She called, turning to her friend that’s busy encoding her added set of records on her file. “Hm?” she hummed, then paused to look at Mandy who’s staring at the cup of empty vanilla milkshake in front of her best friend.
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