Cecilia didn’t respond, but the tears rolling down her cheeks spoke volumes.

Still, she sat there stubbornly, hoping that Mark would suddenly turn around, hug her, and tell her that he was just joking…

That everything was just one big joke…

She waited for what felt like an eternity, but he didn’t hug her.

He didn’t even look back at her.

The atmosphere in the room was freezing cold…

Finally, her lips parted and she said softly, “Don’t worry, Mr.

Evans.

I won’t badger you.

Mark slowly turned his head.

there

her in

used to call him “Uncle Mark” in a

to stop her from

weakly stood up from the sofa and

sobs as soon as she closed

a very simple girl and didn’t feel the need

get to ask for an

she had simply accepted the reality

was

be seen that there were tears

he bravely finished off

sat slumped at the

Join &

was a bowl of noodles

It didn’t look appetizing.

Cecilia must’ve cooked it.

up the fork and spoon

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