Chapter 295 Was I Actually Anticipating Something?

Blake's POV:

My hand froze in midair, fork suspended between us as I watched Anna flinch away. The sight sent a sharp pain through my chest, reopening the fresh wound of her violent rejection.

Her instinctive withdrawal made the cup rattle.

"Sorry," she mumbled.

She hurriedly steadied the cup. ...

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