My Hot Masked Mate
If only I had realized earlier that Claude didn't love me, I could have escaped the torment and not remained stubbornly ignorant.
After searching around, I finally found Claude on the balcony on the second floor, smoking. I took a deep breath and walked towards him. When Claude heard my footsteps, he turned his head and looked at me, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. His expression was complicated. "Nat, you're here?"
"Shut up, don't say anything," I said, my gaze icy as I interrupted him. Claude, going against his usual behavior, didn't say anything, just looked at me.
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