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    He didn’t fear Elissa’s resentment or coldness. What unsettled him was the thought that her heart might already belong to someone else.


    In the living room, the servant ced a tray of coffee and snacks for Robin on the table. “Please have a seat, Mr. Torres.”


    “Thanks,” said Robin, sitting straight with his hands folded together.


    Earlier that morning, Savannah had called and asked him toe over right away.


    During the call, Savannah told him something that left him stunned—Elissa had spoken his name the night before.


    A rush of excitement flooded through him.


    He could still recall the day Elissa met Ernest and imed she somehow “knew” him. That moment had left Robin feeling small and defeated.


    Yet deep inside, he refused to believe he was any lesser than Ernest.


    Maybe, just maybe, he was the better man.


    Elissa might have seemed to remember Ernest, but it was Robin she had called out to.


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    Now, a mix of excitement and unease coursed through Robin. He understood clearly that Savannah had called him here because of Elissa.


    Just like Ernest had said, there was no denying the wrongs he had done to Elissa.


    Though tension gripped him, he treasured this chance and was determined to make the most of it.


    He knew well that in many ways, he could never measure up to Ernest.


    Maybe this would be the only chance left for him.


    Footsteps and soft voices drifted down from upstairs. Savannah and Elissa wereing down.


    Robin quickly set his cup aside and rose to his feet, standing with quiet respect.


    A momentter, Savannah appeared, guiding Elissa as they made their way forward.


    “You’re here,” Savannah said with a faint smile, motioning for Robin to sit. “No need to stay on your feet. Please, have a seat.”


    “Alright.”


    “Elissa.” Savannah spoke gently. “Robin’s here. You said you wanted to see him, so I asked him toe.”


    Elissa nced at the man seated across from her, her eyes blinking in mild confusion.


    Still holding onto her mother’s arm, she opened her mouth to speak but the sudden ring of Savannah’s phone cut her off.


    Savannah nced at the screen and gently patted Elissa’s hand. “I need to answer this call. I’ll be right on the balcony. You can see me from here.”


    With a brief nod toward Robin, she turned and stepped outside.


    Elissa froze for a moment, caught off guard and unsure what to do next.


    “Elissa.” Robin cleared his throat softly, poured some water, and held out the cup. “Here, have a drink.”


    Just as he handed it over, Elissa suddenly rose from her seat in a fluster. The cup tipped.


    Hot water sshed across her arm.


    “Ah!” Elissa let out a sharp cry of pain.


    “Elissa!” Robin eximed as he hurried to her side, taking hold of her arm. “Did it burn you? Let me see.”


    Elissa’s eyes widened in panic at his touch. She tried to speak, but only broken whispers tumbled out. “No, no…”


    “What?” Robin frowned in confusion and called out in rm. “Someone, bring the first aid kit!”


    As Robin turned, Elissa yanked her arm free and dashed away.


    “Elissa?” Robin stood frozen in disbelief. “Where do you think you’re going?”


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