Goodbye, My Love

“Hal You’re so naive! The fact that Marco didn’t confide in you about this clearly shows you don’t mean much to him. Now, Let me prove that

I’m not making this up. He’s right here.” Keely, swelling with self-satisfaction, bellowed, “Marco!”

Her voice echoed through the desolate cemetery, but there was no response.

Suddenly flustered, Keely shrieked, “Marco, help! Come and help me!”

Loraine watched Keely, puzzled at her erratic behavior, wondering what antics the unhinged woman was up to next.

While Loraine had no interest in Keely’s theatrical display, she couldn’t shake off her anxiety. She kept scanning the surroundings nervously, dreading that Marco might appear at any moment.

Keely’s continuous cries for help, no

over her. She considered Keely a loose cannon, prone to concocting stories anywhere, anytime.

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words died away as he noticed Loraine’s presence under the

suppress a sardonic smile, Loraine questioned, “Marco, didn’t you claim to be at the office? How did you end

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at a loss

blank. He had imagined confessing to her after all things were put in place, yet he hadn’t anticipated stumbling upon

clarify, his

Marco’s silence and implicit confirmation, Loraine’s disappointment