Goodbye, My Love

Marco had been contemplating how to prolong Loraine’s stay. Upon hearing her inquiry, he pointed towards the location of the first-aid kit.

Loraine crossed over to the medicine box and picked it up. As she turned around, she noticed Marco’s unblinking gaze fixated on her. A flush crept up her cheeks, and she made an effort to maintain a serious demeanor. “Come and sit,” she instructed.

Marco complied without hesitation, ambling over to the sofa and taking a seat. Loraine intended to ask him to roll up his sleeve so that she could tend to his wound, but Marco had preemptively removed his shirt entirely.

Suddenly, Loraine found herself face-to-face with Marco’s sculpted physique.

Taken aback, she instinctively spun around, her ears tinged a deep shade of red and her breath coming in short gasps.

Behind her, Marco’s teasing laughter filled the room.

my wound? Moreover, you’ve seen me naked before.

her lip and shot him a glare,

cares about your naked

a display of perfection, she composed herself, closing her eyes for a moment. Then, she retrieved the

strange feeling swirled

body felt solid and the

had medicated Marco’s wounds before and had caught glimpses

They were the only two present

the stillness

E L A ‘s

the task

a pang of sympathy within her. Ina subdued voice, she chided him, “You knew