He had been investigating my kidnapping case for days now, and I could see how much it had taken a toll on him. He looked thinner and more worn out than usual. I couldn’t deny it—I felt bad for him, and I felt something more.That morning, he had left early, telling me not to prepare lunch since he would cook when he returned. However, by evening, he still wasn’t home, and I could not get through to him on the phone. A sense of dread filled me, and I couldn’t shake the worry that something had happened to him. The fear of being abandoned again crept into my mind.As I paced back and forth in the house, feeling uneasy and restless, the doorbell rang. I rushed to answer it, hoping it was him. However, instead, it was Luke.He looked exhausted, his face unshaven. It was in stark contrast to his usual self.I took a few steps back, but as I was about to close the door, he suddenly lunged forward, pulling me into his arms. Panic surged as I struggled, but his grip was too strong.H
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