EuropeNovelChapter 3899
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
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Retreating to the bathroom, she gagged, Dylan's hand a steady comfort on her back.
She leaned into him, blaming the toothpaste for her distress.
After a while, Dylan remarked, “That store wouldn't sell fakes.
Initially, Olivia brushed it off with a joke, but as reality sunk in, her smile faded, her complexion draining of color.
Turning to Dylan, her voice trembled with uncertainty.
She cared deeply for him, yearned to build a life together.
But if her suspicions were true- What would she do? And what about Dylan?
Dylan’s emotions churned within him, a mixture of concern and uncertainty.
He held her close, his embrace a comforting shield against her fear.
“It’s okay to be scared, Olivia,” he murmured, his touch tender against her dark hair.
“I'm terrified, Dylan,” she confessed, her voice trembling with apprehension.
With a hoarse whisper, he reassured her, “We'll get a pregnancy test.
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Olivia clung to his sleeve, seeking solace in his presence.
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He continued to stroke her hair, his gaze finally meeting hers.
“You'll cwith me, right?”
She nodded in agreement.
After changing, they set out together, the night enveloping them as they drove.
Dressed in comfy attire, Olivia sat quietly beside Dylan, her pallor stark against the darkness.
As they drove, oblivious to their surroundings, Raphael observed them from a distance.
In the quiet of the night, Dylan and Olivia appeared content, a visible mark on her neck betraying their intimacy.
With a bitter smile, Raphael flicked his cigarette, his thoughts a tumult of conflicting emotions.
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