A few days later, Francis came. He wore a hat, a mask, and an all-black outfit that was dirty and messy. He looked haggard and disheveled.Upon seeing him, I was stunned and unable to react for a moment.He sat in front of me with his head lowered."You'd better turn yourself in," I advised.The police had been looking for him recently, but he kept hiding from them. Now, he had come to me, and all I could do was persuade him to turn himself in.He looked up at me and gave a bitter smile. "I don't have the courage to do it. After thinking long and hard, I decided to come to you."I pursed my lips and hesitated before suggesting tentatively, "Why don't I help you turn yourself in?"Francis nodded with a bitter smile. So, I called the police and watched with my own eyes as he was taken away.As he left, he looked at me and asked seriously, "Yvette, you offered to help me with my case. That means you still have some feelings for me, right? I've learned my lesson. All this was becau
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