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Chapter 18: Shopping Spree
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2024-12-24 12:29:08FAITH
I blinked at Blaze, caught off guard by the mix of humor and sincerity in his tone.
He continued, his voice gentle but firm. “Therefore, you don’t have to stay put and listen to everything my mom says. She can be a bit… overbearing sometimes. But, while I have to bear with her because I am her son, you have no such obligation. You are free to live as you want for these nine months.”
I tilted my head, studying him for a moment before speaking. “Why are you so nice to me?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended. “I ghosted you for a month after we… you know, after I…” I trailed off, the memory of that night still an awkward weight between us.
Blaze shrugged, a fain
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