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Author: Momo
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-11 02:59:28

Kaelon’s POV

Ringgg!

“Hello.” I said tiredly into the mouthpiece.

My eyes widened in surprise and I immediately slammed my phone on the table and hurried out of the office. In ten minutes, my car was parked in front of Aaron’s condo.

He had gotten the apartment for himself, when he first began college. I didn’t pay much attention to it since I knew he needed some space for himself too.

But why on earth would he fucking want to kill himself?

The moment I stepped through the door, the sharp tang of alcohol stung my nostrils, mingled with a faint metallic hint of blood.

My eyes became dark and I fisted my hands into a tight ball as I made my way into the living room.

My chest tightened as I took in the scene before me. Aaron was slumped on the floor and around him were shattered glass and spilled wine.

Blood seeped from shallow cuts on his arms and knuckles, marking his reckless attempt to drown his pain or punish himself.

His shoulders shook, though no sound escaped his lips, and h
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Olivia is authentic. She doesn't have alterior motives. Doesn't choose people based on their wealth, position, or social standing. Based on what Rose said about older men having a hidden past and on Kealon's experience with his ex wife, they will question each other's motive for a relationship.
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