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Kylian's POV

I was intrigued and a little worried about what she would tell me. She seemed so serious and almost a little scared to tell me whatever it was.

In all the time we had been together, she’d never had a hard time telling me exactly what was on her mind. It was one of the things I liked most about her. She could be herself around me and didn’t care if I liked it or not. She never held back.

As I watched her fidget and squirm, I began to feel a little uneasy myself. Something was off. I could tell whatever it was, was big. Yvonne wasn’t the squirming type, unless she was hot and horny, then she squirmed like crazy. This was different.

“Go ahead,” I said, wanting to set her at ease.

I blocked the millions of thoughts that were floating through my brain as she looked down at her hands and then back at me. Her illness left her looking very pale. Her black eyeliner was smudged, giving her a hollow appearance. Her cheekbones were more pronounced, and my e