Exhaustion was evident on Mark as he stood there.

He hadn’t changed from the day’s attire, his blue shirt and pants layered under a black coat.

He didn’t walk in immediately. He positioned himself at the door, gazing quietly at Cecilia.

Cecilia turned to him and said, “Please come in.”

Nonetheless, he extended his hand and delicately brushed her cheek.

lost quite a bit of weight in

to

entered and

“Where’s Edwin?”

hadn’t had a chance to eat or freshen up. She fetched him

it. My brother is probably mad at you. He’s not going

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trench coat and settled in front of the

in instant noodles, but Cecilia would have them from

bit

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