The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 714

“But I think you’re the best, most amazing person in the whole world!”

Marico’s heart softened. He looked up at Kristin, who was looking right back at him, her face full of concern.

“They don’t love you, but I love you.”

The words made Marico’s eyes sting. He quickly covered his face, pushing down the surge of emotion, and then forced a smile.

“It’s okay, I don’t care anymore. I’m a grown-up now. I don’t need love.”

“Grown-ups need love even more,” Kristin said, blinking. “Because being a grown-up is hard. When someone loves them, it makes all the hard work feel worth it.”

Marico felt his heart melting. “Who taught you that?”

“Nobody. But I see how hard my mommy works, so I tell her I love her every night. Oh! I have to call my mommy now.”

Realizing she hadn't told her mom she loved her yet, Kristin quickly made a call on her smartwatch.

The call connected almost instantly. “Sweetheart, where are you?”

“I’m having dinner with my friend.”

“Was the movie good?”

“Yes, it was really good.”

“And are you having fun?”

“Lots of fun.”

Watching the little girl, Marico felt his heart soften completely. As he listened to her talk, a smile spread across his face, and his eyes filled with an affection so intense it felt like it would spill over. The feeling was completely foreign to him, and it made him deeply uncomfortable.

While she was on the phone with her mother, he slipped outside with a cigarette. The cold wind on his face helped cool the burning sensation in his chest.

How pathetic had he, Marico, become, that he had to seek warmth from a six-year-old child?

After finishing his cigarette, Marico went back inside, only to see a woman in her fifties sitting across from Kristin, questioning her.

“Your name is Kristin? How old are you?”

“Oh, you’re six. Who brought you here?”

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