“It was a good thing she did it when she did. “But it’s not my birthday, Daddy,” she’d whispered. ” “Oh?” he said, lifting one eyebrow. Moments later he returned to the booth, and minutes afterward, dishes of food began to be placed on the table.
“This paragraph, see?” He did, but he could read only phrases of it. Naoka had to be his. A lonely few. He’d stayed when he’d found out who had betrayed him, but he’d slipped away through her arms once he’d admitted he loved her.
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