Marcellus didn't feel at ease despite her words, his gaze complex as he looked at the girl beside him. "Beryl, I..."
The more she saw him like this, the more unsettled Beryl felt. "I know you have your past, and I won't force you to tell me anything. When you're ready to share, we can talk about it. I'm just worried that you're feeling uncomfortable on your own."
Little did she expect that this would be a wound for Marcellus.
"My past and the things that happened in my family are difficult to talk about. It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I haven't prepared myself mentally."
"All right." Beryl raised her hand and gently patted his back, trying to console him. "Let's not talk about these things now."
Marcellus's expression turned serious; he seemed lost in his thoughts.
Beryl sensed that and leaned in to place a comforting kiss on his lips, accompanied by her reassuring words, "Don't be upset, okay? You have me by your side."
You have me by your side.
Those simple words pulled Marcellus out of his melancholic mood. Many people had said similar things to him, but only Beryl's words had such an effect on him.
"Baby."
The magnetic voice echoed in her ears, causing Beryl's face to flush. "I-I should go up now."
"Okay." Though reluctant, Marcellus had to let her go. "Let me know when you're done. If you have time tonight, we can have dinner together. I'll pick you up."
Beryl nodded obediently. "Okay."
As she got out of the car, she stood still for a moment, and Marcellus in the car didn't move either. They exchanged glances through the tinted windows, prolonging the farewell in their sweet romance.
"Why aren't you leaving?"
"I'll wait for you to go first. Hurry, go to work."
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