Chapter 693

Christine wasn’t one to beat around the bush. She believed in being forthright.

“If you can’t handle the game, best not play,” she thought, not wanting any future misunderstandings.

Yet she didn’t speak her mind. Instead, she suggested, “There’s this indie cinema nearby. Let’s check it out.”

Merritt trailed behind Christine as they crossed the street, his eyes downturned, “Sorry, Chris. I just wanted to bring you some snacks, didn’t mean to intrude.”

“If I’ve taken up your time, I’ll make it up to you,” he offered.

Christine laughed, feeling the evening’s chill. She had thrown on a casual jacket and pulled it closer, asking, “And how would you do that?”

“…”

Merritt moved closer, “Whatever you want, I’m here for it.”

Christine looped her arm through his, “Next time, just call before doing these surprise visits.”

Merritt suppressed his joy, looking a bit hurt, “I thought you’d find it bothersome, that’s why I didn’t call. If you don’t like it, I won’t do it again. Just don’t hate me, please.” Christine knew his words were more about tactics than feelings.

loved hearing them all

nothings were intoxicating,

than the blunt, harsh words of some

genuine or not didn’t matter. She had

worry, just give me a call next time. I won’t say

“Your wish

happy, that’s all that

smiling, to

Dailey detested hospital stays.

bit better after some IV fluids, he insisted on going home. Clarence couldn’t stop

quivering, tears welling up but not falling, “It’s my

fall, gently blowing on the cotton ball

get a nurse

his arm away, his voice soft and slightly

Clarence, “Make sure she

leave the hospital yet. You still have a fever. If you insist on

able to

some peace and quiet, “I’ll be fine. I have medication at home. And you, stop

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