“I’m sorry, I misjudged you.”

In her pink swimsuit, adorned with two delicate straps and a bowknot around her neck, she nuzzled into his neck, letting out a remorseful sigh.

“Well, you did wrong me. A simple apology won’t suffice,” Marcus chided playfully.

Millie sensed the bowknot on her neck being gently undone.

Millie faced severe consequences for her actions that harmed Marcus.

In the evening, she perched herself on the wooden house’s steps and dialed her grandmother’s number. A wave of relief washed over her as she heard that the old woman was safe and sound.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Millie rose to her feet and returned to her room. She fetched the medicine box and insisted

his coat, revealing the jarring wound

must hurt terribly,” she

shook his head, offering

“Not in the slightest.

day feels like a sweet

call me a fool, but you, my dear, are the true silly

How can I ease

brimming with moisture. She now understood why he had always tried to shield

raised a hand and gently wiped her

you shedding tears? It’s not

Marcus wiped away her tears, Millie found it increasingly challenging to suppress her

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