“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.

his eyes and looked

back home and

Angela’s Library

Peter cheerfully assured him. But he

about it, Mark’s phone

now, it was around 4 a.m. in

looked at the caller ID. For a long time, he didn’t say or do anything. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

it. Maybe Edwin misses you,” Peter urged in a low

into a

silly boy,” he

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

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