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Chapter 58

Author: Sia Brown
last update Last Updated: 2023-06-17 00:02:13

Rachel's POV

After we stepped out of Emilia's and Mark's flat, Alan and I decided to wait by the pavement until our Uber arrived. The driver had apparently confused the actual route with a different one so he asked if we could wait for two more minutes until he could find the correct route.

Alan took this opportunity to take my bag away from my hand, cursing at himself for not having thought of it before.

"Alan, my limbs are fine, it's my ribs that got damaged." I teased him but his frown persisted.

"Let me help you anyway," he muttered but I could sense that he was only putting up a facade. I could see that something was deeply bothering him and he did not want to be asked upon that matter further.

Sighing, I waited by his side in silence until our cab arrived. Once inside, the driver apologised once again for the inconvenience caused and only nodded in relief when I reassured him that it was not a problem.

Once he pressed on the accelerator, I looked to my side to watch Alan gaze ou
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