Kimberly’s POVThe next day, I had expected Julian to avoid me, especially after the chaos of yesterday night, but he greeted me just as usual. It made me feel even worse than before. If only he could be angry, if only he would just yell and tell me that it was my fault he had to go through that, maybe it would be easier on me.But he was so understanding. When we were done doing our rounds on the red floor and treating indications, we went to the small cafeteria. While he was scooping up some of his soup, I told him, "I'm sorry for involving you in my business like this. I'm sure you wish you didn't get into this contract with me. If you want, we can just stage a fake breakup and—"He stopped eating his soup and placed his phone aside, staring at the plate of pale greenish liquid like it was about to give him the next part of the conversation that he needed to see. Eventually, he raised his eyes up to meet mine. Even though they seemed to be glimmering on the surface, I could find a
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