Cecilia proceeded to a secluded terrace, where she gazed quietly at the river in the distance, her eyes brimming with tears.

Why had she come here?

All she yearned for now was to return home.

Footsteps approached from behind and then someone locked the door.

Without a doubt, she knew who it was.

Turning her head, she caught sight of Mark standing there…

Her frail form seemed pitiable, tears continuing to moisten her eyes.

Whispering her name, Mark implored, “Cecilia.

Cecilia looked at him

Mark… Stay back.

gracefully, like a

the city’s neon

entire scene seemed like a

any trace of the hurtful

Cecilia’s beloved Uncle Mark, the one who used to embrace her tenderly, call her sweet

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as

her heart, she secretly wished this moment could last forever, but her pride held her back from fully

towards her, eager to caress her

she evaded his touch and delivered

like

the aftermath of the slap, Cecilia found herself

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