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Covered only by a robe, I appeared at the table outside on the yacht's side balcony, where Kaanadan was setting dinner. He was no different from me, but for some reason he was in a clear battle between being tense and calm — I understood him, to tell the truth — so I approached him and kissed his shoulder, seeing his face turn towards me. and the same smile weakly.

- Hungry? — Fun question.

— Totally... — Rio.

I sit down, propping my back against the protective barrier, feeling the night breeze hit my face and make my skin tingle from the cold.

The yacht was lit by yellow lamps and the table had a mouth-watering dinner — which, even unbeknownst to me, was made by Kaanadan. Then I saw him sit next to me, putting his arm around my back, while I helped myself to everything.

Finally, Kaanadan also accompanied me to dinner and, with all this, he seemed to think in distress. I know he doesn't want to talk, but his own mind is eating at him and it makes me a little
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