Unrequited

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“So, if all do not work out. Will you just marry me, Vivian?” The silence between their space was deafening after Lucas uttered those sets of words. Vivian's gaze haltered and bore into Lucas's confused orbs, as if searching for an answer deep within the Alpha's soul, wondering if he was serious or being the usual playful Lucas in the midst of their immediate concern. Lucas looked away with a grunt. Unable to keep eye contact for so long in complete embarrassment at what he said, too. As if incapable of forming another word, his mouth was shut and could not make up an explanation. He was not expecting any answer from her at all. And in the middle of the circumstance, it would have been better if she stayed that way, also considering the way she was stoned and could not retaliate just t

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