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Troy’s words hit Wendy where it hurt.
Teresa spun around, rage flashing in her eyes as she snapped at Troy, “Troy, just shut up already!”
Leo knew exactly what Troy was up to, but deep down he couldn’t shake the worry–it might all just blow up in their faces.
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Wendy’s fingers were still locked tightly around the knife handle, while Teresa’s hand kept dripping blood onto the floor, the crimson pooling at her feet.
But Troy wouldn’t let up. He raised his voice, slicing through the tension. “You’ve got time to point that knife at your closest friend, but you can’t figure out how to collect hard evidence? Or how to push for George to get a longer sentence? If I were you, George would already be in cold metal handcuffs, not you standing here bawling and hurting others. If I was dying, I’d make damn sure he paid the price before I went…”
Teresa couldn’t stop Troy from stoking the flames. She could only watch Wendy anxiously, hoping that she’d at least take Troy’s words to
heart.
Even though Troy’s words were harsh, he wasn’t
wrong.
Wendy just stood there, dazed, her eyes hollow as she stared ahead.
It seemed like she finally took it in. Slowly, she let her hand fall, releasing her grip on the knife.
Teresa quickly shoved the knife away, trying to hide it.
Troy saw her move and instantly reached over, grabbing her blood–soaked hand firmly in his.
Then he turned to Wendy and said, “Listen, as long as you’re alive, anything can happen. But if you’re dead, that’s the end–nothing changes.”
With that, he pulled Teresa out of the room.
Teresa stumbled after him, her steps unsteady.
Troy didn’t slow down for even a moment–he whisked Teresa into the elevator and out of the apartment complex, barely giving her a
chance to catch her breath.
He took her straight to a nearby clinic and insisted the doctor clean out and bandage Teresa’s bleeding hand.
In the exam room, Teresa winced as the doctor tended to her wound, her brow furrowing against the pain. She couldn’t stop a low, involuntary moan from escaping.
Troy caught the look on her face–he felt a pang in his chest, but his words came out merciless: “You did something dumb, so just suck it up and deal with it.”
Teresa glared up at him, frustration etched across her face. “Troy, you—”
Troy met her gaze, his face set in a serious look and his tone firm. “If you want to keep others safe, you’d better learn to look out for yourself first”
Teresa stayed silent, hanging her head, feeling utterly ashamed of herself.
Once the doctor finished treating her wound, Troy settled up at the front desk.
They walked out in complete silence, neither saying a word.
But once they were outside. Troy leaned in, unable to hold back anymore. He asked, “Are you mad at me?”
Teresa shook her head. “No, I’m not upser. Honestly, you were right”
Troy could tell she really meant it, but he didn’t want to keep pushing or make her feel worse.
So he switched topics. “Leo’s with her, so she should be okay.”
Teresa nodded, feeling a little more at ease. “Mor–hunos,”
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They walked on, shoulder to shoulder, neither of them saying a word.
For a long time, neither of them said a word.
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Finally, Troy couldn’t hold back anymore. He stopped and turned to Teresa. “New Year’s Day is coming up. My mom wants to invite you over to our place.”
Teresa hesitated, looking a bit uneasy. “I’m about to take my grad school entrance exams, so I really appreciate your mom’s offer, but…”
Troy called her out right away. “The exam’s on December 25th, and New Year’s Day is January 1st. What’s the conflict?”
Teresa knew Troy was stubborn–there was no point in going around in circles with him on this.
She thought for a second, then replied, “We’ll talk about it when the time comes.”
Watching all this made her think back on her own five–year marriage to Charles. She had always been the one reaching out, putting in the effort he never once surprised her or made anything feel special.
Teresa quickly wiped at her cheeks, turning as if to say she wanted to leave, but just as she pivoted, her gaze met Charles’s across the sea of people–an unexpected, electric eye contact
Charles stood there among die masses, but somehow, his eyes found Teresa to the chao–like he could see no one else but her
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Even with a crowd between them, their eyes locked, shutting out the world for that single heartbeat.
No words were spoken–but Teresa’s cheeks were wet with tears, her eyes brimming with sorrow and longing.
Charles, meanwhile, was cool and distant, his eyes utterly calm–as if Teresa were nothing but a stranger to him.
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Troy noticed Teresa was quiet, so he glanced in the same direction she was, curious.
The moment he spotted Charles, Troy went into full protection mode, instantly stepping in front of Teresa and blocking their eye
contact.
Not satisfied, Troy wrapped his arm around Teresa’s waist without hesitation, pulling her firmly against him.
With that bold move, he was staking his claim–sending an unmistakable message to Charles: Teresa was his, and he wasn’t letting anyone forget it.
Charles took in the whole scene. He didn’t look angry—just let a faint, dismissive smirk curl on his lips.
Teresa didn’t push Troy away, but her gaze stayed locked on Charles–she could see the contempt and mockery flickering in his eyes, sharp enough that it felt like he wanted her to see.
Every ounce of his silent ridicule cut straight through her, like a blade digging into her soul.
The proposal finally came to an end, and the crowd gradually melted away.
Right then, Jason Gould strode over from not far off. As he reached Charles, his gaze slid straight to Teresa and Troy standing together across the
way, the air thick with unspoken challenge.
Tension crackled instantly between all of them, like the fuse had just been lit.

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