As the door closed, he pressed her against it, his voice now harsh and laden with melancholy.

“Why are you following me? Go back to Duefron after lunch.

I’ll have Peter book a ticket for you.

“Lwon’t go,” Cecilia asserted, her back pressed against the door, tears brimming in her eyes.

Mark reached for his phone to call Peter.

“Book a ticket for Cecilia this afternoon.

The sooner…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Cecilia took hold of his hand, preventing him from continuing.

Mark’s eyes grew stern.

“You must leave.

Unaccustomed to seeing him like this, Cecilia felt scared, but she gathered her courage to say, “I won’t leave.

Miss Holt told me that you never had any intimate relations with her.

Mark fixed his gaze on Cecilia.

a prolonged silence, he smiled

you believe the words of

body wrought

conflicts, she knew she had

to

pressed her shoulder

want to

lips quivered, tears on the brink

appeared forlorn and mysterious, a

intently at her and spoke

you insist,

was Miss Holt, Miss Green,

them, a young and

with all your heart and that’s something

forgotten the

&

was in the hospital when Rena’s

know if Alexis would survive and the

you came to me that night, of

resist? Six months have passed and I’ve grown weary

you any longer, alright?

You’re correct.

grown tired of her as

Mark started unbuttoning Cecilia’s shirt

come all

have you? Do you crave

better dress

Return to Duefron.

no longer wish to play with a young

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