Chapter 1943

“I recall one New Year’s Eve when I woke up, and Peter brought some pumpkin pies.

I had a strong craving for them.

“Did you manage to have some?”

Mark chuckled.

“Yes.

Just one bite.

abruptly switched

under her blanket and

swiftly grasped at

of the covers, her face flushed crimson and

room was shrouded in

lay beside her, his fingers delicately tracing her

him

laced with an indescribable romance, as he whispered,

Longer

her back, choosing silence

nature was

the darkness, Mark gazed at her slender shoulder and wore a subtle

a low voice, “Throughout those years, you were what I missed

felt like

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