Lost Me Gained Regret

"Were you the one who changed my clothes?"

I woke up on the boat, draped in a set of peach-colored cotton pajamas.

Seeing Mark's shocked expression and then being caught up in a whirlwind of panic, I was too focused on finding a way out to remember the change of clothes.

A mix of emotions made me forget the incident completely.

Mark glanced at me, a fleeting emotion crossing his eyes, before he simply grunted in acknowledgment.

I tensed up immediately, a wave of revulsion surging within me.

I couldn't understand how Mark, once my most trusted and respectful friend, had become this person before me.

Even though it was done unconsciously, the mere thought made my skin crawl as if ants were marching all over me.

This physical discomfort was uncontrollable.

"All this drama over a change of clothes?" Mark said, pulling me up to the deck.

hit us, whipping around us,

want to talk

go, sure I wouldn't jump overboard. Then, grabbing

railing, keeping distance

time in the world to get comfortable with each other. You'll get over this aversion

All my meal wasted.

my

hot tea," he offered, holding out a cup to

said, "We're about

the boat, into the endless darkness, seeing

pushed the cup into my hands and patted my head. "Don't worry about it, we're in private waters, Gregory

I remained silent.

tried to tuck my wind-blown hair behind my@ars. I frowned and instinctively turned my head

really wants to enter these

is one of the biggest mob bosses around. Even Gregory wouldn't stand a chance in a direct confrontation." Hearing this, I clenched my fists but felt an odd trust in Gregory. He would find

than Gregory ever could. Forget about him. If you behave, I might even let you keep the baby. But if you keep clinging to the hope that Gregory will

In a swift motion, I

could react, I threw the cup away, ditched the black coat, and made