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.

light, their eyes met, and there was no trace

to hold her in his arms

to call him “Uncle Mark” in a

hair, trying to stop her from

up from the

into sobs as soon as

and didn’t

she didn’t get to ask for an

that she had simply accepted the

was

could be seen that there were tears in his

bravely finished off

he sat slumped

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a bowl of

It didn’t look appetizing.

Cecilia must’ve cooked it.

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