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Chapter Thirty-One

Nikolas was acutely aware of the way Brooklyn was staring at him but he dared not look into her eyes for fear of losing his shit. He carried her to her room and gently placed her down. “Thank you,” said Brooklyn wanting to just disappear into her washroom but he just stood there adding to her anxiety. 

“I need to go to the washroom,” she blurted out at last not knowing what he was standing and waiting for. He nodded, staring at her. 

“I’ll make dinner. Do you need bland food?” He asked, looking worried. Brooklyn smiled, seeing the agitated expression on his face. 

“No, I’m not sick at all,” she told him. He frowned at her and then turned on his heel and abruptly left the room. Brooklyn heaved a sigh of relief and quickly went to the washroom

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