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.

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

was long used to this

the moment Castro decided to keep our relationship secret, he'd introduced me to all

sister who he'd

innermost circle knew the

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Replica. I

Oriana nodded sympathetically. Well, don't let me keep you my appointment's down

gestured toward a clinic door further down

she started to hop again. Castro didn't hesitate. He swept her up

said

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

leaned against the cold hospital wall, not bothering to respond. The stark white

carrying Oriana toward the clinic, her arms wrapped

he played his part, his true feelings always surfaced around Oriana, betraying everything he tried to

seemed completely oblivious

out a bitter laugh and headed

suspicions were confirmed - my temperature was 106°F. The doctor explained that my untreated burns, combined with emotional stress,

out of habit before I caught myself. Habits really are terrifying

everything alone - getting the prescription and finding the

worse, nearly collapsing as I tried to

returned not even

Reluctantly, I called him.

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