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The noisy ringtone added a sense of calm to the scene. Nash got off Nina, his eyes filled with desire, staring at her complexly.

The man she liked was named Zac. So he shouldn't take away her most precious thing. He took a deep breath, calming his inner turmoil, then picked up his phone, saw the name on it, and muted it before. putting it in his pocket.

He became more rational, his voice low and hoarse as he said, "I'm going to take a shower." With that, he headed for the bathroom, the sound of the

shower falling soon following.

Nina lay quietly on the bed, pretending not to f disappointed. He could resist temptation, even when it was right in front of him, all to stay faithful to Miranda.

Although he didn't say it, she knew the person

calling incessantly was Miranda. She had seen the

name on the screen.

Even drugged, he could maintain his composure. Just how much did he like her?

Nina sat up slowly, adjusted her clothes, and got off the bed. Seeing her haggard self in the mirror, she felt desolate and restless, almost hating it.

Why wasn't Nash concerned, yet she was deeply bothered? Why was it that the one who was loved. could appear so invincible, while the one who loved.

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had to be humble?"

Nina's mood was terrible. Leaning against the sofa, she noticed a pack of cigarettes on the table, picked one up, and lit it.

As the smoke curled around her, Nina's beautiful. face grew much more solemn. She was sober, watching herself sink into despair.

As the ash fell, burning Nina's hand, it was like Nash's constant reminder, always pricking at her heart. Though not lethal, it still made her uncomfortable for a while.

Nash came out of the bathroom, his rationality restored as he dried his hair with a towel. Suddenly, he caught a whiff of cigarette smoke.

Seeing Nina sitting there, holding a cigar furrowed his brows. "When did you start sm In his memory, she didn't smoke.

he

Nina looked at Nash, her face that should have been crestfallen now back to normal. "Just occasionally,, she replied, as Nash approached and took the cigarette from her hand.

"Girls are better off not learning to smoke," he

said, confiscating both the lighter and the pack of cigarettes.

Looking at him, Nina remarked, "You don't like girls who smoke."

"No," he replied curtly.

But Nina smiled nonetheless. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't become the type of girl he

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liked. There would always be moments of mistakes.

Nash became colder. "Go take a shower," he ordered.

Without another word, Nina followed his command and headed to the bathroom.

When she returned, Nash was lying on the bed, seemingly asleep. In truth, Nina felt even more estranged.

Had Miranda said something to him to keep his distance from her? She couldn't imagine that just a moment ago they were being intimate.

Nina lay on the other side, her hands clenched into fists, curling her body up. Her mind was filled with too many thoughts, leaving her feeling confused. She closed her eyes, forcing herself to sleep, hopi it would stop her from overthinking. Thinking L much was exhausting, and she didn't want to drain herself like this anymore.

Once Nina's breathing had steadied, Nash opened his eyes and looked at her sleeping form in the corner of the bed, furrowing his brows slightly.

However, he still carefully tucked her in, his deep gaze fixed on the back of her head, his fingers twirling strands of her hair as he softly asked, "Is this Zac guy really that good, to make you think of him constantly?"

After getting drunk, the first name that came to her mind was that of a man named Zac. When she spoke of him, there was a girlish blush on her face, as if he was the moonlight in her heart.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.