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Chapter 82

作者: Neroxpress
last update 最終更新日: 2024-09-01 22:01:16

SARAH

I sat in the living room, the sound of the ticking clock filling the silence around me as I focused on the knitting needles in my hands. It had been weeks since Marco’s incident, weeks since I’d taken care of him when he was so weak and vulnerable, his defenses stripped away by pain and exhaustion. It had been a strange time, seeing him like that. A side of Marco I’d never seen before, and one I wasn’t sure I’d ever see again.

I sighed, the yarn slipping through my fingers as I thought about how different he was now. Back then, when he could barely stand, when he needed me for every little thing, he was softer. Almost… kind. And for a moment, I’d almost believed that maybe, just maybe, there was more to him than the cold, hard man I’d known him to be.

But now? Now he was back to being an asshole. The same arrogant, stubborn man who barked orders and expected everyone to fall in line. The same man who looked at me with that infuriating smirk, who uttered things like, “I love you,
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