It was three in the morning but Valjerome and I were still awake. I was lying on his shoulder while his hand wrapped around mine. We both stared at the ceiling¾thinking and observing.

"Aren't you...remorseful?" he said in a low voice.

I frowned at him. "Remorseful? Of what?"

He looked at me softly and then gently brushed my messy hair with one of his hands. "Of what happened to," he replied.

I sneered at him. "You already took me six times, Valjerome. If I'm remorseful about it, then I should have rejected you for the second time."

His lips curled up. "You counted it?" he asked amazingly.

My cheeks warmed in embarrassment. "I-I didn't count. I just remember," I said.

He let out a soft chuckle and hugged me closer. "I love you," he said sincerely.

" you too," I admit shyly.

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