Part 4:2

"Hey, stop crying. I'll get the first aid kit," Antonio said, kissing my cheek. softly.

He grumbled as he retrieved it. "You're not a child. Why are you always getting hurt? How will you survive without me?"

I stared at him, numb.

If he didn't love me, why this charade of concern?

I was exhausted by the pretense.

That night, I tossed and turned, drenched in sweat.

At daybreak, Antonio pulled me from bed.

I shoved him off, but he leaned in to kiss me.

I almost slapped him instinctively, stopping myself just in time.

He barely grazed my lips. "Awake?" he asked.

I turned away, wiping my mouth in disgust. "It's the weekend. Let me sleep."

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take you. Grace,

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