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DARK TWENTY SEVEN

Blake's POV:

"Is your uncle tall? Taller than you? Same as you?" I asked him without looking, once I'm done buckling on my seat. My chest heaved a sigh when he responded with a chuckle.

"Well, let's see? Don't worry, I swear, he'll be the nicest person you'll ever meet." I heard him say with a foreign tone, making me look at him cluelessly.

"Is my brother paying you?" I asked nonchalantly before closing my eyes, I don't want to see his face at the moment.

"Of course..." I heard him say, making me sigh. "Of could, not... I told him not to. I want to do this not because he wants to. I decided to do this for you." My eyes suddenly widen in surprise, confusion made me tilt my head. 

I tried to digest those words, but it doesn't make sense at all. The only reason why a person is helping a person with a disease is either he's kind, and he's a doctor with free service.

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