Initially, she felt at ease, but a sense of unease crept in.

Pushing him slightly away, she questioned, “Is this toothpaste fake? The scent is nauseating.

Sensing her discomfort, Dylan ceased his advances.

“I’m okay,” Olivia insisted, her arms around him, a show of strength.

He chuckled at her boldness, marveling at her lack of inhibition.

It was a moment of rare intimacy, founded on trust and companionship rather than mere physicality.

Olivia believed she loved Dylan, yet their encounter left her feeling suffocated, a wave of nausea washing over her.

to the bathroom, she gagged, Dylan’s hand a steady comfort on her

leaned into him, blaming the

while, Dylan remarked, “That store wouldn’t sell

it off with a joke, but as reality sunk in, her smile faded, her

her

yearned to build a life

were true- What would

churned within him, a mixture of

embrace a

Olivia,” he murmured,

confessed, her voice trembling

he reassured her, “We’ll get

clung to his sleeve, seeking solace

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