By the time Cedric has returned, it’s almost late evening. He looks exhausted, and I half expected him to go straight to bed without bothering to see me. However, to my surprise, he pokes his head into my room and offers me a small smile.“Sorry,” he says, his words quiet. “You’re already eaten and everything, right? I wanted to make something for you, but my duty took more time than I was expecting.”I shrug. Although I try so hard to pretend I’m not bothered by his absence, the truth of the matter is that I am bothered. I’ve not stopped thinking about him and that woman, and I can’t understand why.“It’s not like I’m your mother,” I responded coldly. “Now, if you don’t mind, I’d like to shower so I can get ready for bed,” I tell him without looking at him too much.I don’t hear a response at first and assume he has left without a fuss. However, I
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