Moments later, she heard his approaching footsteps, dry leaves and wood crunching underfoot.“H-Hi,” he greeted softly.She turned to him, her face serious.“You again? What are you doing here?” she asked, voice rising slightly.“Y-yes. But don’t worry, I’m not here to beg you to recognize me. I just want to say something. May I? Since you said you don’t know me anyway, I’ll just sit here while I talk.” He pointed to the ground where he stood. “Please?”He stared at her, waiting for her answer. She didn’t say anything, but he sat down on the ground anyway. His hands rested on his knees, gaze still fixed on her.“I already know the real reason why that happened to you.” He looked down at her legs.“I didn’t lie to you, baby, I mean, Daphne. I wasn’t the one who sent that message to you,” he continued. “I never planned on bringing Amber into our home. I made a promise to myself that I’d never bring another woman into our house. Believe me or not, that word doesn’t even exist in my vocab
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