Chapter Twenty-Five
When Jun turns up at Tara's apartment to check on her, he doesn't expect her fiancé to still be there. But there he sits, on the dining room table nursing a steaming mug of something as he and Tara converse in low voices. Their heads are leaned close to one another, Ren's dark eyes never leaving Tara's face for a second even as the woman stares at her hands. Jun watches them for a moment, waiting for that familiar lick of jealousy to work its way up his chest. Alas, it never comes. Instead, all he feels is a hollow exhaustion, bone deep and making his shoulders droop with the weight of it. It's nearing the evening now, the pastel hues of sunset streaming through the apartment. It's a lovely day, sunny and warm, a stark contrast to the anxiety he feels clutching at his heart. Still, h
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