Victor’s POV The morning sun met me at Laura’s apartment. I had been calling Marco since dawn, but he refused to answer. That alone was enough to tell me something was wrong. Marco might ignore many things, but he rarely ignores my calls. So I decided to see him myself. Laura opened the door, clearly surprised to see me standing there so early. “Victor?” she said, confusion written all over her face. We exchanged brief greetings before I shared the reason for my visit with her. “I came to see Marco.” Her expression softened slightly, almost proud. “Of course,” she said. “He’s in the bedroom.” She turned and walked ahead of me down the hallway, guiding me toward his room. When we reached the door, she stopped. Then, instead of knocking, she turned back and began walking away. “Laura,” I called. She paused and turned to face me. “I didn’t get the chance to say it last night,” I said calmly. “Congratulations on your engagement.” Her smile widened. “Tha
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