I went to open the door at the sound of the doorbell, and my eyes met his. It had only been one night since I last saw him, and there was already stubble on his chin. He looked weary. "Can I come in?" He asked, his voice sounded dry and tired.

I nodded and made way for him.

He looked at me gently and said, "I'm sorry!"

I smiled, "I'm not angry." Nerissa was an elder in the Roberts family, so there wasn't much he could do.

He pulled me into his arms. The smell of cigarettes on him enclosed me. "This won't happen again."

This sounded like a promise, and assurance.

I whispered a murmur of agreement. I hadn't slept at all, so lying in his arms now made me feel at ease.

Weariness kicked in. I shut my eyes, longing for him to stay, I said, "If you're not busy today, could you accompany me to sleep for a bit?"

"I'm not busy, I have plenty of

could he not be busy? Irvin was intentionally targeting the Roberts Group; he couldn't wait to snuff out any tiny error and used it to punish the Roberts Group. Listening to

could pass so peacefully, it would

was already dark.

When he saw that I had awoken, he smiled and asked, "What

of a beautiful sea of flowers." I dreamt more often now. In my dream, I would see Monique, Grandma, Grandpa,

out and pulled me into his arms. "The villa was initially kept for your return, but if there's any bad memories associated with it, then let's get another

you afraid of being caught and

bit prickly. He replied in a low voice, "What would bearing a little gossip matter to me, if

just been recently occupied, so there wasn't much around; I needed to stock

as well just order

In the living room.

the computer while I revised some study materials. There was an

Anne over,

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