Rachel! Rachel! Rachel! 2

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“S-sniff.”

“I really hate it when beautiful women cry.”

As she cried for a long time, a welcome, nostalgic voice that made her heart flutter tickled her ears just by hearing it.

A voice that shouldn’t be heard here, the voice of the woman who should be with her daughter, was ringing out.

She wondered if she was hearing things, but when she turned her head, the white-haired woman who shouldn’t be here was smiling lovingly.

“Huh?”

“Especially if it’s my woman. Making you cry in bed is incredibly arousing, but I hate it when you cry so pathetically. Rayna would be sad, too.”

Rolling an ominously glowing orb of unknown origin in one hand, she briefly popped it into her mouth before approaching Rachel with confident strides.

“How are you back here…”...