Night was falling, and Estelle picked up her phone to dial Magdalen.

“Magdalen!”

Magdalen seemed to be at some event but found a quiet spot to answer the call, chuckling, “What’s up?”

Estelle let out a soft laugh, “Are you drunk?”

Magdalen sounded serious, “No, I was just thinking about you!”

Estelle lowered her head, whispering. “Magdalen, could you ever love someone other than Morrison?”

Magdalen instantly became serious, answering carefully, “Honestly, if Morrison and I broke up, I might have other boyfriends, but in this lifetime, I’ll only love Morrison!

Estelle remained silent

Do

lip, responding firmly, “No,

these past two years. He loves you, I

responded. “I

have free time tomorrow to come

home tomorrow

“Great”

sat on the balcony chair, watching the night deepen. Instead of feeling

about love Why did it have to be so complicated? Why can’t it be as simple as in the past when carrying out missions? Friends were friends, and enemies were enemies. You

felt a headache and imitation.

rang. Estelle glanced at it and picked up,

went upstairs. I made some dishes you

deep sigh, “T’ll

wait

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