My husband hates me
Rican, please," she pleaded, her voice choked with emotion.
Finally, Rican looked at her, his eyes locking onto her teary ones. His head was spinning, the chaos in his mind a stark contrast to the gentle touch of Alessa's hand. He leaned into her touch, feeling its softness and warmth.
As he gazed at her, a small and fragile smile appeared on his face, a rare vulnerability breaking through his usual tough exterior. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to fully absorb the warmth and comfort she offered.
Alessa's touch was like a balm to his soul, soothing the raw edges of his pain. Her fingers brushed against his cheek, wiping away the blood and tears. The anger, the betrayal, the confusion—a
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