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Thirty-Six

Zyrielle's POV.

Rain's Residence.

"Do you want something else?" Rain inquired as soon as I pushed the bowl of chips away.

"Yeah..." I drawled, yet racked my brain coming up with nothing in particular.

"Oh... Is this exactly what I think this is?" I asked him as soon as the door opened. The aroma of chicken soup wafted into my nostrils, tickling me and causing me to become alert.

"You like?"

"Yeah, I do." I grinned in anticipation.

We hadn't still spoken after the doctor left today and I waited for us to have a discussion. "I knew you would. I would have given up had you also rejected this." He admitted.

I appreciated his honesty because I knew that I was stressing the hell out of him but it wasn't intentional anyway. It was just something that kept rising despite me trying my best to be free from it. "You have done a lot. How do I repay you?"

His eyebrows were the only thing that signified his attention. "I would prefer in kind." He wiggled his brows and I rolled my eyes. He wa
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