ChristinaMy gaze hovered almost hundreds of parcels from the restaurant I worked in.“I saw you at the airport when you were carrying the parcel,” Hunter said. His smirk faint but his eyes restless. “I kept ordering since morning, hoping you’d come. I thought you wouldn’t.”My brows furrowed. Before I could respond, he cupped my face with both hands and forced my eyes into his.“Chris, I love you. I finally realized how much I love you. I can’t stay away anymore.” His pupils were dilated.His voice was low.I shoved at his wrists, but his grip didn’t budge.“How many times have you already said this to me?” My chuckle was brittle. Hollow.My heart ached every time he said he loved me, because I remembered—he never meant it.Those words were always empty. Meaningless.“This time I mean every word I say..” He drew me closer until I could feel the heat of his breath. “I even found a place. A country that allows marriage between step-siblings. We would flee there.”My heart pounded.Once
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