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Chapter 3

Word Count: 552    |    Released on: 30/04/2026

of the wide balcony. The cold

oor. Her hand went straight through the thick gla

re off. A few warm

in the air. It was sweet and s

ng from the master bedroom. Her invis

She stepped right throug

ide made her

thrown on the floor. He sat o

aking woman tightly

ecile. H

ite burgundy silk pajamas. The fa

an's shirt. She sobbed loudly

Cecile's back. His touch was slow and

ce was low and soft. "I promise that cr

Her eyes were red and we

ered. "That is why she faked that car

Her nails dug into her palms, but

not know what love is. She only loves

cheek. "I am sick of her hysteria. I will h

gainst his palm. She look

r of Cecile's mouth twitched. A sma

ook of pur

l punch to the throat. Cecile was n

ward. She grabbed the collar of

She grabbed at Cecile's hair. Her f

ivered. She presse

cold in here,"

ely around her. He glared at t

y she left behind in this

pped to her sides. She stared at th

p, and him walking right past her. Now, Cecile

temples. He looke

n said. "We are not staying in

kly. She leaned up

he last warm feeling she h

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