"Other than here, Nina has nowhere else to go," Nash's voice carried a firmness, even a hint of coldness.

She sat up abruptly, only to realize that it was already dawn.

Yvonne's mocking voice chimed in again, "Nash, don't you think what you just said is ridiculous?"

This was not a dream. Nash had indeed arrived.

She got out of bed and walked out of the room, only to find Nash and Yvonne standing face to face in the living room. Nash was wearing a smoke-gray shirt today. Yvonne, being only five foot four, stood half a head shorter than Nash.

"Nash, if you're here to fulfill what I want, then I'll go with you," Nina pursed her lips and spoke, stepping towards Nash one step at a time.

and Yvonne looked at her

never worn this type of clothing before. Additionally, her long hair cascaded naturally down both sides of her shoulders, and with no

for you.

gentle, but Nina knew Nash

did not want to be laughed at, and Yvonne knew her

milk, ate half an egg, and had a few spoonfuls of chicken soup. As she approached Nash, he suddenly spoke up, "Has the venue for Yvonne's art

this all of a sudden. Out of courtesy,

I'll have Quincy talk

Yet, on the surface, she had no choice

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