Chapter 37: True Intent (1)
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‘If only I had never met him… If only I had never fallen for such a man…’ Benedict repeatedly cursed the man’s name as he sat there and watched them all having fun and eating. It was like he wasn’t there at all. Like he was colorless, among men and women of varying flashing colors. All of his surroundings flashed much brighter than he did, they were much more distinct, to the point where Benedict was becoming lost in their presence.
Mason and the others were happily laughing and chatting about various topics. Jumping from one thing to another and enjoying each other’s company. It made Benedict feel truly ill…
It was simple… Because Benedict didn’t truly love Mason, a better word to describe his feelings towards the other would be… obsession…
He had bee
