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.

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