Chapter fifty three

Alora POV

“You’re back?”

“I didn’t mean to storm off like that,” Macko apologized as I ushered him in.

“You need to stop crying, honey. You look awful,” he said as we both collapsed onto the couch.

“I can’t help it,” I whispered, pressing my fingers into my sleeves as my chest tightened.

“He’s ...

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