Goodbye, My Love

Startled by his sudden action, Loraine did not pull away. Instead, she reciprocated the hug, gently rubbing his back in a soothing manner.

Marco, intoxicated, buried his face in her neck, his rough stubble grazing against her skin.

The strong aroma of alcohol was overpowering, and in that moment,

Loraine felt a certain intoxication as well, despite not having consumed any alcohol.

As Marco’s breaths turned labored, he inadvertently brushed his lips against the base of her neck, evoking a soft gasp from Loraine.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Um…”

whisper sparked an ambiguous tension

up her neck, Loraine was overtaken by a tremor. However, he persisted,

over a wine bottle on the ground, tumbling onto

Marco.

to reality, Loraine swiftly pushed him aside and hastily straightened her disheveled

back into reality, gazed around the chaotic balcony and shook his head. Now was not the appropriate time for this. The timing and location were completely

my desires control me.

attempt to shift the awkwardness, suggested, “Let me fetch you some

exposed to the cool evening air on the balcony, and she was genuinely worried for him. She assisted him back inside, provided him with

but he managed to regain his customary

“Would you like me to assist with dealing