NAYLA’S POV.“You’re here, oh! I was scared you wouldn’t show up,” Marco said, as he approached me, spreading his hand to give me a hug.I winced in pain because my stitches hadn’t fully healed, and also, his hug was too tight.“Is everything alright?” He asked, concern etched on his face. He obviously didn’t know that I got shot. I didn’t feel the need to hell him when he called. “Nothing,” I shook my head, forcing out a smile. “I’m fine,” I said, then I turned around, glancing at the set up. The candle, the roses, the table for two, and also, the city lights. So beautiful.But why would he pull up such a thing? I came here to tell him to stay away from me, but seeing all this…..the effort he put into it; How could I bring myself to hurt him? Sigh.“Alright, let’s go have a seat,” He said, holding my hand gently, and leading me towards one of the chair.Once I was seated, he walked gently to the chair opposite mine, his eyes gleaming with joy.“You look so gorgeous,” He said, his s
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