Goodbye, My Love

Marco, trying to suppress a cough, waved dismissively, signaling Carl to leave.

As the office emptied around him, Marco unveiled his phone, a bittersweet gaze lingering on the photograph of him with Loraine, an aura of adoration and vulnerability surrounding them.

“Loraine, what’s the next step that I should take? How can I convince you of my sincerity?”

Regardless of whether it was an architectural design or anything else, as long as Loraine needed it, he was willing to make an effort to learn.

He grew up under the weight of the Bryant family’s expectations. While he was a quick learner and hailed as a prodigy by his teachers, when it came to pleasing Loraine, he was like a toddler taking their first steps.

Three days passed quickly.

of Leopold, Loraine was thoroughly engrossed in

Klein, she headed to the bustling airport to

Leopold.

Angela’s Library

touched down and a swarm of passengers

Dukeland features, Leopold was a tall figure, with a prominent skull, profound eyes, and a stern expression. His attire included vintage black rimmed spectacles,

Zizka, I am Klein Moore, your contact from the Vagow government regarding the project. Beside me is Loraine Torres, a dynamic young entrepreneur

a smile and a handshake

then, a woman dressed in white, luggage in tow, emerged

Zizka, I have retrieved our

Leopold’s hand faltered. The

are you