The Beginning Of All Sins

Tyler slipped on his coat, buttoning it up while Naomi's question caught his attention. "Isn't she at the Harris residence? Where else would she be?" "She's nearly five months pregnant now, but I have no idea how she's doing. She doesn't respond to my texts anymore," Naomi lamented.

"She's fine, don't worry," Tyler assured her.

Without understanding why, Naomi felt a chill from his response. She studied him carefully.

Tyler's figure towered over her as he stood before her and said, "I'm heading to the airport. Anything else?"

Naomi realized he was ready to leave and board his flight. She closed his suitcase with a smile. "Alright, have a safe trip."

Grabbing his suitcase, Tyler gave a curt farewell before leaving.

Suddenly, Naomi blurted out, "Can I have a hug, Tyler?"

Her nerves were evident as she made the request, desperation filling her eyes.

It had been ages since they embraced. Naomi couldn't recall the last time they did.

flat gaze met hers upon hearing the request, his demeanor still distant. 'Can we ever mend

by impulse, she continued, "Are you still unwilling to forgive me, Tyler?" Tears welled up, but she forced

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them, a reminder of what once was but could