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... d, her cheeks slightly flushed from the wine. She looked up at him with wide, glassy eyes and asked softly.
"Young master... do you love me?"
He blinked, not expecting the question. His gaze fell away, fingers tightening slightly on the cup in his hand.
"You’re drunk, Melissa. Go to sleep."
He muttered.
But she didn’t let up.
"That’s not an answer. You care for me... I know that much. But do you love me?"
She said, stubborn as always.
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