Refusing To Be His Perfect Replica I Choose The Arranged Marriage

Chapter 2

Chapter

2

I spent a restless night, tossing and turning, my skin clammy with fever sweat on the sheets.

At dawn, Castro tried to coax me out of bed. When I mumbled protests and pushed him away, he leaned in with an amused smile to kiss me.

For the first time in seven years, his kiss made me flinch. My hand Instinctively rose to slap him but I just a brief 1 peck.

caught myself. Thankfully, it was

a

"Awake yet, sleeping beauty?" he teased.

I turned away, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "It's Saturday. Why can't you let me sleep?"

His expression softened with concern. "You were running a fever last night. Come on, we need to get you to the hospital."

Though I felt better, his insistence won out and I reluctantly got dressed.

In the hospital corridor, we ran into Oriana. She was hobbling along alone, clearly having injured her ankle.

Castro's gentle demeanor vanished instantly. His brow furrowed with worry as he rushed to her side, steadying her with his hands.

"What happened to you?"

Oriana gave him a warm smile, then glanced meaningfully at me. "Just twisted my ankle. What a coincidence seeing you both here."

tensed, throwing me

look.

my friend's sister wasn't feeling well. Brought her in to check her

long used to this

the moment Castro decided to keep our relationship secret,

friend's sister who

knew the truth about

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To Be His Perfect Replica.

nodded sympathetically. Well, don't

clinic door further down

again. Castro didn't hesitate. He swept her

said

me crumbled. My fever seemed to return full force, leaving me weak and

respond. The stark white corridor

didn't wait for my response - he was already carrying Oriana toward the clinic, her arms wrapped around his

well he played his part, his true feelings always surfaced

seemed completely oblivious to his own

laugh and headed to

was 106°F. The doctor explained that my untreated burns, combined with emotional stress, had led to

of habit before I caught myself. Habits really are

- getting the prescription and finding the IV

treatment, I felt even worse,

Castro hadn't returned not even

Reluctantly, I called him.

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