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205. If she'll ever heal
Without second thoughts, he rushed into Jia's room adjacent to Sara's, only to find Sara gently patting Jia, who was fast asleep.
"Shh, keep it down. Jia just nodded off," Sara hushed him as she hurriedly stood up.
Ignoring her plea, Yohan grabbed her wrist and pulled her into her own bedroom.
"Yohan, let go! Jimmy might see us," Sara protested as Yohan dragged her inside in a hurry.
In the bedroom, Yohan pushed her against the door and planted a kiss on her lips. It was intense, but Sara quickly realized something was off; Yohan seemed tense and possessive.
After a long kiss, Yohan held Sara close, resting his chin on her head. Sara sensed his rapid heartbeat and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"Ryan's still torn up about Gracie. He can't seem to move past it," he said, his voice weighed down. Sara noticed the fear in his eyes and locked gazes with him.
"Yohan!"
He gently cupped her face.
"It terrifies me to even
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