My chest tightened. "And you don't mind? I…""To be honest, a little," Winona said. "But more than that, I feel bad for you. What you went through for Jasmine… She didn't deserve it. And besides, I have feelings for you."I stared at her, stunned.What did Winona just say? She had feelings for me? Weren't we only together to satisfy our families?Under my gaze, her eyes turned red. "Did you forget? We've met before."Of course, I remembered. The year we met, I was seven, and she was eight.Back then, the Roberts family had just moved into the villa next to mine. I was curious about the new girl next door. There wasn't any deeper reason. I just thought she was cute.So, I ran over, eager to play with her. Somehow, the timing was always off. I never managed to see her even once.Later, on a rainy day after school, I ran into a group of kids surrounding Winona, demanding money from her.Back then, I had this childish dream of being a hero, so I charged in out of nowhere, grabbed
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