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"Stay still." André grunted at me, holding my head in place and applying some ointments on my bruised, left eye.

"It hurts." I winced, holding on desperately to his arm.

"It's supposed to." He replied, stopping briefly before continuing.

I kept quiet, enduring the pain and allowing him to treat the bruises. Currently, we were on a yacht, owned by Don Fabio. We were headed for La Isla Dorado, Andre's private island resort.

Ever since the incident at Italy, André had been quite sulky and it was beginning to get on my nerves. He would mumble incoherently to himself, stopping when I come close to him. Anytime I try to initiate physical contact with him, he would withdraw himself, even going as far as avoiding eye contact with me. I knew he was blaming himself for what happened yesterday night.

Marco had to take Madeline along with himself to "La Isla Dorada" by plane and they were now there, waiting for us.

"It's not your fault, you know?" I said to him suddenly, making him
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