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Chapter 4

Word Count: 833    |    Released on: 30/06/2025

h was unbearable even from ten meters away, a thick,

me hard in the back, sending

worthy of competin

ow covered me. I just numbly began to rummage throug

at first, then a downpour. The cold water soaked thro

d tears, but I lowered my

aw and dirty. Finally, I saw it, a corner of my tattered s

it. My heart sank. It was f

stomach churning violently, hea

he hated me this much. This was a lev

rs trembled as I began to pick out the d

the remaining contents of the suitcase. I h

tic bag containing my sever

to my chest, letting out a long, shudderi

ght. I felt dizzy, and I could barely stand. I knew i

back to the hotel one last ti

d and filthy, I ran straight into Mark.

rain, and threw the umbrella into a nearby trash can with a clatter. He r

s things more import

y, probably referr

ouldn' t get wet when yo

e. He clamped his mouth shut, his expression turning displeased a

et and, without a word, tried

ind him, and I could see her e

the jacket fell to the p

my hand, his voice

at are you

looking him directly in t

t doing a

was flat

n' t want to upse

just in time to see Tiffany, her fa

than his brain. Mark imm

ffan

my hand tightly clutching the

o' clock. Ethan was

ld medicine. They gave me a small packet of pi

but the bitterness far outweighed the sweetness, ju

nutes in a lobby chair, I

he air was muggy and thick, making

them. Mark was holding Tiffany, and t

ge, pulsating hearts. A dozen glowing hearts blossomed in the air, one af

y turned and started walking away, to

step onto it, my wrist

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