“Tessa, I’m just worried about you.” Curtis said, his voice filled with frustration.The corridor outside the office remained quiet except for the low sound of the air conditioner humming softly above them. Curtis stood a few steps away from her, still dressed in his dark suit from work, though the tie around his neck had loosened slightly. His face looked tired, almost pale, like someone who had not slept properly for days. His eyes remained fixed on Tessa, carrying that heavy guilt he had been dragging around lately.But Tessa only looked at him coldly.There was no softness left in her gaze whenever she looked at him now. The hurt he caused had buried every bit of warmth she once carried for him. Standing there before him only reminded her of the hospital bed, the blood, the pain, and the tiny grave she visited almost every day.“Do you think saying sorry and sending me these will make me forgive you?” Tessa cut in.Her voice echoed sharply through the quiet hallway. She folded
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