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Chapter # 61

Lucille

Leonel’s everlasting display of affection made me feel so concentrated and depraved to think how wrong I was about him.

What have I done?

How badly I misjudged him?

And now when I want to redeem things, I have already lost what I began to cherish more than I could imagine.

Miraculously he let both me and Wendy live and even asked to be like mates should be.

I guess he wanted to treasure what so little has been left with me alongside smiling and enthralling memories.

We went out to hunt, he needed to satisfy his hunger for blood.

After it, I helped him clean up and now he was leaning on a tree as my head was resting on his lap, one hand in mine.

“Leonel..”

“Hmm?” He hummed without opening his eyes.

“No one has ever held my hand protectively.” I told him softly. From time to time I told him about the things he made me feel, about the warmth deprived from me by him.

“And now, I am not leaving it.” He smiled, opening his eyes and leaning down to my face, brush
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