“Seems like I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his boss with a smile.

But just then, he saw the paper planes Mark had been making and he pursed his lips.

Mark neatly arranged the paper planes and smiled at him, “Okay then.

I’ll have some of your pumpkin pies.”

But Mark only actually took a Little bite.

It was not more than a spoonful.

After putting it in his mouth, he put down the spoon because he felt sick.

narrowed his eyes and

to go back home and have a family

Angela’s Library

him. But he could see that

him about it, Mark’s

around 4 a.m.

the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say or do anything. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in a low

into

boy,”

Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an international call, so

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