Goodbye, My Love

The girl seemed quite talkative and asked curiously, “If he’s not your husband, is he your boyfriend?”

Loraine quietly shook her head.

“He and I… we have nothing to do with each other.”

But the girl didn’t seem convinced, pursing her lips, “I‘m sure you two were arguing, weren’t you? That man looked so worried and caring for you. You must have some relationship.”

Loraine had no rebuttal, so she just shook her head helplessly.

The chatty girl kept rambling even when Loraine wasn’t engaging.

Thankfully, after a while, she stopped, probably realizing she’d spoken too much and needed rest.

Loraine sighed in relief. At that moment, the discomfort of her awkward sleeping position and fatigue from the IV drip overwhelmed her. As she shifted uncomfortably, her arm went numb.

Just as she was about to reposition herself, a concerned voice rang out, “Loraine, how are you feeling?”

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Then, she saw Marco rush over to her, his eyes filled with worry

Loraine tensed for a moment, intending to push him away and retract her hand, but Marco had already gently grasped her hand. He admonished softly, “Don’t move, you might displace the needle.”

Loraine wanted to argue, but she watched as he tenderly examined her hand, his fingers Lightly caressing the back of her hand as if confirming something.

She followed his gaze and noticed that her hand, wrapped in gauze, showed a faint bluish tinge against her otherwise pale skin, an effect of the prolonged IV infusion.

Heartache filled Marco’s eyes, and despite knowing it was a normal occurrence, he couldn’t help but gently blow on her hand and ask tenderly, “Does it hurt?”

His warm breath on her hand triggered a shiver, an uncomfortable tingling sensation. Loraine quickly withdrew her hand.

Marco looked at her, concern etched on his face.

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Loraine’s throat felt dry, she shook her head, and then frowned, speaking in an impatient tone.

“Why are you still here? Besides, I had the IV drip, not you. I didn’t even wince. Why are you acting so concerned?”

Marco’s fussing was making her uncomfortable.

Who was he putting on this considerate act for, anyway? When he deceived her earlier, had he considered her feelings if she discovered the truth?

As these thoughts raced through her mind, Loraine felt a wave of irritation. She wished Marco would just stay far from her, out of sight.

Marco seemed about to say something, but then he stopped, likely fearing he’d upset her further, and remained silent.