Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

"You don't need to teach me." Sam shrugged.

"Then I'm talking too much." Now, he was far away from Gale's life.

A miss was a miss, and it was impossible to continue the leading edge.

Sam knew it was the perfect ending for him, and Gale was safe now.

Once he thought she was dead, but unexpectedly, she was still alive and well.

That was enough.

He looked at her from a distance, occasionally inquiring about her recent situation, and he was satisfied.

Sam will not and dare not expect extravagantly.

Gale and Peach soon turned back.

"Mr. Carson, have a taste." Peach put the plate in front of him.

"Thanks." "You're welcome." Peach handed over the cutlery to him again.

of something,

have been

seems that you haven't eaten yet,

dare to say that she was hungry at this time? She was so scared! Just as Sam was about to say something, Shawn

Mr. Carson." “Alright, Mr. Wood!" Shawn got up, stretched out his

Gale glanced back.

Shawn asked

"I think...

Peach there alone?" Gale asked in a

was her job." "But..." Shawn shook

there." Ah?

Peach always

be seeing?" Shawn said, "The way she looks

only see that

the food was being prepared, Peach kept talking, and her hands were shaking when swiping the

Sam to the company cafeteria for the first time, but

I were

about this," Gale

my words." "Your words have no basis." Shawn turned on his toes and led