Chapter Thirty Nine

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Morenike’s point of view They say black is the color of death, it should be worn during funerals to show mourning and to respect the deceased but in this case, respect to Lord Han's already damned soul but the main question here was do I care about the man enough to respect him?  To mourn him? Of course not, I never even met him not that meeting him would change anything so instead I choose white over black. I never really liked black material anyways they were too depressing for someone of my taste I wore a long white dress that hugged my body tightly showing off all my curves in the right places. The fine silk fabric, thin and fancy –probably the fanciest thing Han Tae Sul ever bought for me – was going to be the talk at the funeral once I stepped in. The fabric so soft yet so delica

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