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In truth, Marcus was most averse to Millie witnessing the extent of his agony—the sensation of being incapacitated by pain, reduced to helplessness.

This pain was venomous, akin to serpents and scorpions relentlessly rending at his wound. Despite his robust endurance and considerable vitality, he struggled to remain composed when the agony surged.

Marcus’ eyes flickered with contemplation. Rising to his feet, he approached the bookshelf and extracted a rectangular container. Revealing its contents, he disclosed a transparent vial housing a concoction.

“Have you readied the specialties I requested?” Marcus inquired. “Everything has been prepared,” Derek affirmed.

Observing the container’s contents, Derek gleaned Marcus’ intention.

Marcus intended to briefly quell the pain with this unique elixir. However, it wouldn’t effect a permanent remedy. It would merely offer transient respite, masking the severity of the wound for a limited duration while postponing the requisite treatment.

he recognized the futility

home bearing groceries. Upon entering her apartment, she beheld the scene before her, her

to catch up with now stood

in the doorway, momentarily stunned. Marcus approached, softly addressing her, “Millie,

reality before her. However, despite the

she moved past Marcus and positioned the groceries on

of walnuts

are the regional delicacies you requested:

personally selected

her expression growing even chillier. Was this a show? Did they genuinely