Goodbye, My Love

Once he honed his skills, he would prepare a meal for Loraine.

In the past, it was always Loraine who made sacrifices and compromises for him. Now, it was his turn to take care of her!

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With Marco’s playful interference finally at bay, Loraine swiftly finished preparing the meal.

The centerpiece was a light yet tantalizingly creamy pasta, accompanied by mashed potatoes that transformed into a dish brimming with cheesy goodness. This was complemented by a vegetable salad made from the lettuce gifted by Henna.

Their modest apartment contained only a computer table, which was transformed into a delightful dining area. The simple dishes laid out on the table created an aura of a lavish banquet.

Settling down at the table, Loraine and Marco shared a glance and found the whole situation rather amusing, prompting a fit of Laughter from both.

In that moment, they felt like any other couple, returning home after work, cooking a simple meal together, and enjoying it around a small dining table, wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and contentment.

brought a distinct finesse to them. Even Marco, accustomed to high-end gourmet food, was enticed by

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they had relished the

last time he had derived such pleasure from

a smile, “I was tutored by the Geranium’s head

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was a difference.

couldn’t replicate the unique taste that

of washing dishes, although his

couldn’t suppress her Laughter, eventually clearing up the mess herself. They both then settled by the window,

instinctively, Marco’s

serious expression as he confessed, “Today, I heard from Mrs. Thatcher about your past.. Loraine, before we got married, I was oblivious to your life. Now, I yearn to

In truth, he had been a part of her past