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Xavier paced around the hotel room; his mind was running chaotically. Suddenly, he paused in his tracks, and his cold eyes were pinned on the shrinking Michael, who had almost plastered himself to the bed.

Xavier's things were delivered to the hotel, and the embarrassed Michael refused to tell his house location, which brought them to the hotel.

"Now tell me why you left. You should have a sufficient reason to explain the sudden disappearance three years ago, shouldn't you? After all, I've given you sufficient time to prepare your mind. Xavier sneered. All his emotions were revealed now that the two were alone with each other.

"Three years. Three years, Michael. You left without thinking of us. Throughout the time we were together, I did all I could, and everything kept telling me we were doing well! Did you know how hard I prepared for our first anniversary? Did you know the surprises I planned only to discover you lied to me and ran away?" Xavier's voice boomed coldly in the room.

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