The Pretend Wife
Yet, to my surprise, it's just the two of us in the lobby.
"Are you speaking to me?" I inquire, hoping to clarify the situation.
"Of course," he responds, accompanied by a captivating smile.
Realizing the obviousness of his statement, I mentally scold myself for even questioning it. How could there be anyone else here?
Encountering the very individual I've been attempting to distance myself from is undeniably eerie. However, I can't help but be captivated by his remarkable appearance. This man exudes handsomeness—no, he's truly breathtaking. His smooth, dark brown skin radiates with vitality, and his facial features possess a remarkable symmetry reminiscent of a professional model. He contin
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