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“Tell me what to do to amend this.” She nods and bites her lips.

“It’s simple, stay away from me.”

I swallow hard, my grip tightening slightly on her hands.

“I can’t.”

“Try hard, you are good at it anyway.” She pulls out her hand from my grip.

“I’ve been living in darkness for so long, Sloane. Since my wife died, I—” I exhale shakily. “I was so used to it. I thought I didn’t deserve happiness beca