Hearing this, Mark slightly opened his eyes.

Cecilia then helped him take off his coat.

She searched his coat pockets for the medicine bottle. Instead, what she found were a few candies, which were her favorites.

She stared at them for a long time as a million thoughts began racing in her mind.

Meanwhile, Mark felt as though the world around him was spinning.

He gave her hand a slight squeeze as he lethargically looked up at her.

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was a mature woman, Mark still treated her as a

his mind was only half-lucid, he still stubbornly held on to her hand. It was as though he was

around

crystal chandelier herself-one produced in Ypsila

very much because of its shiny and

Angela’s Library

would

remained constant, the same

in silence. No matter how hard

Peter arrived

the door, she

awkwardness

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