Chapter 1942

It was then that they could be assured it wasn’t a mere dream.

Cecilia stopped crying.

As she grew mature, she didn’t wish to display weakness in his presence.

How could Mark not understand her? To him, she remained a mere child, and even when she feigned composure, he could discern her true feelings in an instant.

Mark carefully carried her to the bed.

He cocooned her within the blanket, akin to a caterpillar in its snug chrysalis.

Cecilia was unwilling to comply.

She playfully patted him on the shoulder and quipped, “I’m feeling warm.

It’s summer, after all.

What were you thinking?”

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hand beneath

reached for her feet and remarked, “Your feet are

fathom why her feet felt so chilly in the midst of summer when she had always been

to rest in the

radiated heat, making her

softly disclosed, “After giving

not a big

was insistent on warming her

Cecilia hesitated briefly before inquiring,

lacked the courage to

reminisced about

had been

trying period was when he had gone without sustenance for a

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