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Chapter 30: Make It Up
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2024-03-16 00:01:12“Thanks…” I whispered after a while. He nodded in response, setting the tray aside before heading to the bathroom to fetch some wipes.
I pressed my lips into a tight line, still in disbelief that he was here. It felt surreal and somewhat awkward. After our earlier confrontation, I had anticipated needing a few days before seeing him again, not today. So, I had braced myself for another argument when he appeared, but instead, he brought food and we hadn't discussed anything.
I couldn't help but wonder what was on his mind. His actions seemed to speak of remorse or maybe a desire to mend things between us, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of uncertainty. What if this was just another one of his manipulative tactics? What if he was only trying to appease me temporarily before reverting to his old ways?
“Do you want to have some walk in the garden?” he asked as soon as he came back with a w
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