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Leanna woke up, and it was like the sun had finally risen after the never-ending darkness.
“Damn girl! You know how to scare the life out of me!” I didn’t know if I was angry shouting at her or happy when my tears fell.
Thank God. She finally woke up!
I wanted to hug someone right now!
I didn’t know what came over me, but I was overflowing with love and happiness that I needed to share, or I’ll burst.
“I need to give you a hug for saving my best friend!”
I ignored the damage to my confidence.
I thought he was going to brush me off again, but much to my delight and everybody’s surprised, he raised his forefinger at me.
“I’ll give you thirty seconds.”
I couldn’t believe THE Cain Fay was going to let me touched his body even if it was just his finger!
*wheeze . . .
You can do this, Zoe!
It’s just a finger!
Right when I was about to hug his finger, he retracted his hand.
“What! I demand a refund!”
Everyone laughed. I didn’t know why they laughed.
I’m entirely serious here!
Not long after, a loud voice snapped me out of my discontentment, and the door flung open and came in a middle-age woman and middle-age man and . . .
. . .
. . .
Now it all became clear to me. The reason why he couldn’t recognize me.
It was his twin! The one I stalked from Vegas all the way to Izu Island!
At this moment.
All the hurt.
All the frustrations.
All the anger vanished like smoke.
Disappeared into thin air.
And I found myself falling in love with him all over again.
“Zoe . . . did you . . . the one you . . . slept with . . . was Lawrence?”
Is that his name?
What a beautiful name.
I love the feel of his name rolling in my tongue.
I bit my lip and faced my best friend.
. . .
. . .
“I didn’t know.”
I really didn’t know.
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