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Wilfred's expression was complicated.

If she knew what he had done, she would not say such things.

He did not dare touch her hand, let alone tell her about the darker parts of his life.

Wilfred did not refuse her this time, letting her hold his hand.

They sat quietly for a long while. The beads in Nina's hand seemed to deepen in color, the red tint becoming more prominent.

She noticed this and asked, "Are these beads changing color?"

Wilfred's eyes darkened. "Are they?"

Nina held the beads up to the sunlight, confirming the brightening red. "I thought the beads might darken over time from wear, but this red seems to be getting brighter. These are your beads, right? Haven't you noticed?"

Wilfred instinctively clenched his wrist, then smiled. "Maybe they're fake. I never had them tested."

Nina's gaze fixed on Wilfred. "Would you wear fake beads for so long? I'm not saying they're fake, just that it's strange to have blood inside them."

of

you notice?" she asked

not expected Nina to be so sharp. Even if she did not know everything, she

seemed to have lifted, and she felt more energized. Relieved, Wilfred said, "You must

cook?"

place and workplace, and they never had any sign of

said, heading

Curious, Nina followed.

red kind he

strawberries.

her mouth. It was still very sweet.

sweetest. Eating something sweet can help take away the

bit

thoughtful Wilfred was, even

bitter taste

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