Turning My Back on Love
The light coincidentally illuminated the love bite on his neck, making it appear glaringly obvious.
I hurriedly turned my face away to avoid his approaching lips. Bile rose in my throat at the sight, and I felt like vomiting.
Noting my discomfort, George quickly asked, "Mary, what's wrong?"
I pointed at the door. "Get out. I just want to sleep by myself."
In the hazy darkness of the room, I vaguely saw a surprised expression on George's face, although I didn't know if I had imagined it.
After what happened, I lost all semblance of drowsiness.
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