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CHAPTER 72

Penulis: H.G
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-03 01:23:32

Brooklyn.

“Speak to me.”

“I don't want to.”

“You just did.”

I throw him a glare and he chuckles.

Landon reaches over the console to take my hand in his and I let him. Only because I need to calm down, too. Gingerly, he pecks the back of my hand, his lips staying there for a moment.

He glances at me, an endearing look in his eyes, “I love you.”

And that melts all the anger I feel. My head falls back against the headrest of the car seat. “Me too,” I respond, shutting my eyes.

Having no idea how tired I am, I feel my eyes begin to shut. The soft humming of the car and warmth that comes from our joint hand guides me into a soft sleep and I let it.

••••

“When do you want to start therapy?” Lan looks down at me.

After dinner —yes, dinner. And I ate, too. Landon and I gather in the upper room, body connected as I lay on him and watch the movie that plays on while he does whatever on his phone.

I groan, but don't answer and just continue to enjoy the movie. Or I try to.

Landon suddenly sits
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