The Late Winds of Love
As he toyed with it, he mocked, "Zack, don't tell me you've spent the past five years repenting by folding these paper cranes every day?"
My face instantly turned pale, and I hurried to take back the box of paper cranes.
Those were made by the children for my wife who had helped improve their environment, and each crane carried the children's purest wishes.
"They belong to my love! Give the box back to me!" I shouted, my voice trembling with urgency.
Quilton deliberately dodged me, taunting, "Just now, you said you had nothing to do with Melissa, and now, you're saying this belongs to your love? Isn't your love Melissa? Talk about being crazy! Haven't you realized that you're out of her leag
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