The next day, Eric showed up, holding a bouquet of flowers. As I glanced at the flowers, my eyes were drawn to a few faint red marks peeking out from beneath his collar.How impressive. He could stand before me, covered in marks left by another woman, yet still put on an act of deep devotion.Perhaps it was guilt weighing on him, but Eric had been sticking to me like glue these past few days, refusing to leave my side. Even when I just wanted to step out for some fresh air, he insisted on coming along.As we walked through the marketplace, I spotted Camilla struggling against a man who was grabbing at her.The man, enraged, suddenly picked up a rock from the ground and hurled it at her.In a split second, Eric lunged forward and pulled Camilla tightly into his arms.The rock struck his shoulder. His face darkened, an expression of sheer fury contorting his features. Without hesitation, he grabbed the man by the collar and punched him hard in the face, each blow landing with a sic
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