CHAPTER FOURTY-TWO

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THIRD PERSON'S POV

Outside the elegant building Mystie waited, 30 minutes of waiting for King inside the restaurant is still okay and she was hoping she could wait for more for another 30 minutes, she avoided not crying while looking at the people coming out and car in front of him but his eyes were treacherous.

A series of drops of it seemed inexhaustible, as he struggled to wipe away the sign of his heartache as King left.

"What is it Mystie, that's okay. Stop it, it'll be with you. And then another, maybe King just knows that, he'll come back for you, he loves you remember?"...