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 calm composure as she observed

familiarity had stirred within her. She had, after all, been deeply in love

L A ‘s L I B

eyes were reduced to ashes, she would still

of eloquent speech from somewhere, weaving tales about art and literature. Initially, he had fooled Loraine. But during their second meeting, Loraine sensed something

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

a sigh, Marco looked

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that her ability to recognize him wasn’t due to his underwhelming disguise, but rather her intimate knowledge of him. With a smirk, she playfully challenged, “Your disguise is far from impressive, isn’t it?

realized she shouldn’t bring them up. Realizing

someone’s heart. Marco gazed at her fondly and murmured, “So you recall my details

Loraine still held a place for him in her heart. She not only remembered his preferences and traits but could also identify him even behind a mask