“I brought an album for you to see,” I said, taking it out of my bag, but with some difficulty due to its size. ‘Just a moment,’ I said awkwardly, still trying to take out the album, now with more force. Casper touched my hand; I didn't pull away.“Naomi, why didn't you say anything before? I would have,” he began. His touch was comforting, but it didn't help me overcome my trauma.“Would you have helped me? Helped the children? Would you have promised that, even though you lied about other things?” I asked, fighting my emotions again.“I didn't lie about anything, Naomi,” Casper told me. A jerk, indeed. Sometimes we only know someone on the other side. Apparently, the pain came only from my side.“You said you wanted me, that you loved me, Casper. Why did that change when I was destined for you?” I asked, swallowing my tears with hatred.“Naomi, you were important to me, indeed, but you weren't my mate; even though you were destined for me, nothing had happened,” he told me. A son of
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