AVERY WINTERS"I swear, I hate him," Bernard hissed.I chuckled, shaking my head, my hands still wrapped around his neck.We both knew that wasn't true. But in this moment, he would say anything to make himself better. "Come on, Bernard, don't be like this. I'm still here, right?" I said, locking gazes with him. "Besides, we can always continue this in our room." He nodded, a calmness settling over him."Good." I said, pecking him on the lips. "I love you," I added, but as usual, I got no response.He just nodded, kissed me briefly on the lips, and gently set me down.Then, he grasped my wrist, whispering, "let's get back to our room, before someone comes in here and ruins the moment."Well, the moment has already been ruined— I thought, biting back my words.I nodded instead, hiding my disappointment.Maybe, I had laid my expectations too high, which I shouldn't have.•At the dining, I had barely finishing eating when Rose excused herself, calling it a night and heading to our r
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