Goodbye, My Love

Entranced by his captivating allure, Loraine allowed him to approach.

The gap between them was slowly diminishing, and she could sense the warm breath from behind his mask.

Just as their faces were about to meet, Loraine locked eyes with him and called out a name with certainty. “Marco.”

It wasn’t a question, but an affirmation.

A flicker of surprise sparked in the eyes behind the mask. He backed away, sighed, and slowly revealed his face.

As expected, it was Marco.

her arms, maintaining a

from the first encounter, a sense of familiarity had stirred within her. She had, after all, been deeply in love with him. Even the mask and the disguised voice couldn’t entirely mask his

N G E L A ‘s L I B

were reduced

from somewhere, weaving tales about art and literature. Initially, he had fooled Loraine. But during their

her silence, as she was unsure, and also curious to see the

Marco looked somewhat

I was

wasn’t due to his underwhelming disguise, but rather her intimate knowledge of him. With a smirk, she playfully challenged,

to List several distinctive features of Marco, but suddenly realized she shouldn’t bring them up. Realizing her mistake, she immediately

already touched someone’s heart. Marco gazed at her fondly and

not only remembered his preferences and traits but could also identify him even behind