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e away the tears that were streaming down her cheeks.

“You still want me?” she asked in confused whisper, staring at him through her wet eyelashes.

“I want you more now than I ever did before, but there’s this engagement, and I won’t hurt you. I won’t use you that way. I care about you,” he said quietly. “Please don’t cry…” he pleaded, wiping at her tears again. The tears kept coming