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1 stared at hirm, stunned.
“Ah, Fimean.. | just think that unit isn’t comfortable eng for you. Bullet doesn’t even have érintigh space to
“You even thought of any dog?” | replied, leering at him with a half smile.
Honestly, | was overjoyed that he cared God, this guy had be an angel.
Soren could tell. Emboldened, he took my hand and brushed his thumb over my palm. “Well, he’s family to
your... so he’s family to me, too.”
His gaze softened. “So, what do you think? If you like it her, stay over. | swear | won't cross any boundary you
set. | won't do anything you don’t consent to-until you've finally accepted me.”
It was hard to say no to all of this. But 1 hesitated.
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Moving into another man’s house alone felt like handing myself over to him. It would be easy for things to
happen, right? Roommates could turn into something more with just the right spark.
And what about when we broke up? I'd have to pack my bags and leave all over again, like last time. That had
been humiliating enough. Maybe... not?
| couldn't tell him that, though. Not when he was looking atwith such loving eyes.
So instead, | said, “I'm really not picky about where | live. It's just a shelter forto sleep under. There's no real
difference between a big house and a small apartment.”
Even though his house was nearly 1,200 square yards, with five floors and eight rooms. And I'd still only be
sleeping in one bed.
Soren studiedin silence.
Guilt gnawed at me, and | cast my eyes down.
He must have understood my hesitation because, after a while, he sighed. “Alright. Then you don’t have to move
in for now.”
“Okay.”
“Let's get you home.”
He ledoutside. As | studied his handsprofile, my guilt only deepened. “Did you bringhere just to talk
about this?”
“Yeah. Your unit is a bit far from where | work, and the area you're staying in is pretty old...”
Back then, | hadn't chosen my place carefully. | just needed to find somewhere-anywhere-to live as soon as
possible, just to get out of that villa.
Oh, that reminded me—I still hadn’t transferred the villa’s ownership to Edward. | should tell him tomorrow after
the session. He had handed over the money so easily at the time, and | had spent it, too. | should return the
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to him.
“Once | have a bit more time, | should start looking at properties. Then, when we get our yearly bonus, | can pay
back sof what | owe you. With the rest, | can buy a modest apartment,” | said, outlining my plan.
| was never going back to the Jones family. But | didn’t have the money for a villa or a loft, either. In the end, an
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apartment seemed like the best choice.
Soren ledto the car and looked at me, surprised. “You still want to payback?”
| fastened my seatbelt. “Why wouldn't I? | don’t just owe you a couple hundred bucks, Soren. | owe you an
amount most people wouldn't even dream of having! That doesn’t just disappear because I'm your girlfriend!”