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Chapter 83: The Question
The sound of someone else's breathing other than his own was the first sound Martin heard upon waking up. Drowsily opened his eyes in the dim-lit room, and then there was this touch from someone who was hugging him tightly.
Celine...
When did you come into my room...?
He stared at her sleepy face for a long time, her thick eyelashes, her elegant nose, and her well-formed lips. Martin knew full well that he had disappointed her time and again. Although she was the person he loved more than life itself. He loved her so much that he never thought he could love anyone this much.
He loved her too much that he thought he was not supposed to love her once he looked back at himself.
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