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Chapter 90
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MharHummaI have read your comments, and I absolutely love them! One comment caught my attention of giving insight about what happened five years ago. Don't worry because we'll eventually get there. Let's take it a bit thrilling because I have prepared a surprise for y'all. Anyway, I really am shocked at how I am still able to write everyday even though it's literally our Finals week (We all called it Hell Week university) But I must be really motivated to write because of y'all's undying support. I regularly visit every comment section and I love reading them all! Thank you!
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I stood there, the charged silence almost crackling with the weight of our unspoken thoughts. His brown eyes bore into mine, an unspoken question lingering between us. Why had he chosen to unravel the carefully crafted peace I had built around me for the last 5 years? His sudden appearance felt less like a twist of fate and more like a deliberate disruption, reopening old wounds.My glare seemed to have little impact; he remained unaffected, almost impervious to my confrontational gaze.He cleared his throat, a subtle movement that drew my attention. Fingers tracing across his hair, a gesture that held a sense of composure and deliberation. Leaning forward, he addressed me with a calm demeanor that contradicted the turmoil within me."Ms. Ivanov, my intention wasn't to stir any misinterpretations. It was perhaps inappropriate to initiate a casual conversation in this manner," he responded, his expression still devoid of any visible emotion, sidestepping my question once again.Ha. Go
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