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CXVII. Making It Official (Part 1)
It must be the old man's gift that he has to leave first and let the two deal on their own. Mr. Arlelle rushed up with his men to meet another business entity in a golf course. He reminded the two to enjoy on their own before he stepped away from the cottage unit exclusive for him and his family.
Oneil was careful in trying to get closer to Essi. And Essi was mindful of what Oneil had to say next. But minutes passed and they were only taking their food and drinks. There was no exchange of words. But Oneil has liked their reflections in the glass. They are like the portrait of a tender young couple that has already known love only to make it stronger from this day onwards. In the glass, he saw Essi trying to hold his hand. He felt his heart warming up. He needed to look at it. Oneil found out that Essi was only trying to remove a fiber of shiny fur attached on the edge of his sleeve.
"It's so obvious with the color of your shirt," Essi said. "Did you play with the
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