Milo stormed into the study, slamming the door.Since Jessica came back, we'd been fighting nonstop for the past year. Whenever things got heated, he'd lock himself away, leaving me to cool off.I used to hold out hope that he'd see my worth someday, so no matter how angry I was, I'd calm down, bring him milk, and massage his shoulders to make peace.This time, I just packed quietly and left.Dragging my suitcase down the street, I saw a young couple roughhousing.The girl screamed at a bug and jumped into the guy's arms. He held her tightly, patted her back, and soothed her.It reminded me of meeting Milo for the first time.I was leaving my night shift when a group of drunks cornered me.There wasn't anyone else, and they snatched my phone. I couldn't call for help.I backed away, praying for a miracle until Milo appeared like a hero. He grabbed my hand, and we ran.That moment branded him into my heart. From then on, I couldn't stop watching him.He had a childhood sweeth
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