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11

Remon's Point of View

After years of feeling like I'm in hell, stuck in an eternal state of misery, I immediately feel at ease when I come across a warm and soft object.

"Yhra..." As her wide eyes glare at me, I speak quietly. What am I doing to offend her? She has no right to feel this way about herself.

I didn't treat her properly in the past, but now I'm hoping to do what I'm supposed to do.

"Could you please stop, Remon?" I thought she was awake, but it turns out she was in the midst of a nightmare.

"Yhra," she murmurs quietly as she opens her eyes, and I smile as I kiss her temple.

"Good morning," the speaker says.

What exactly makes you so brilliant? "Could you tell me what you ate and if you did it?" Her voice is filled with anguish. What she's saying makes sense to me.

If I don't want to lose him again, I must consistently provide exceptional care for him.

"I had you for supper the other night." Her face heated, and she averted her sight.

The YHRA, as I recently realized, is v
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