?Chapter 396:


    yton’s brow furrowed in concern. “Makenna, what’s wrong? Why are you out here? Why did you cry?”


    I awkwardly wiped the tears from my cheeks and mumbled, “It’s nothing, just the wind got in my eyes.”


    Lowering my head, I added, “What about you? Why are you out here?”


    yton’s smile was tinged with bitterness. “I couldn’t sleep, so I came out for a walk.”


    I nodded, unable to muster any more words. The air was thick with awkwardness, and I couldn’t bear the tension. I tried to make an excuse to leave. “I’m a bit tired. I’m going to rest now.”


    But as I turned to go, yton’s arms wrapped around me from behind, his face buried in my neck. I felt his tears against my skin, stirring something deep within me.


    “Makenna, I really miss you. Please don’t leave me.”


    His words crashed over me like a wave, stirring a tumult of sorrow. Despite my inner turmoil, I forced myself to push him away, my voiceced with bitterness. “Don’t you already have someone new? I saw you with Molly today…”


    yton cut me off urgently. “It’s not like that! Makenna, it’s always been only you in my heart.”


    I froze, my silence hanging heavily between us. yton grasped my hand tightly, his grip firm with the fear of losing me. His eyes, earnest and sincere, held my gaze as he exined, “Molly came to me today because she said she left something at my ce.”


    A glimmer of hope flickered in my heart, slowly reviving it. “Really?” I asked, my voice trembling.


    yton didn’t answer immediately but pulled me closer, his steady heartbeat a reassuring rhythm against my chest. “Makenna, it’s always been you. I don’t remember anything from that night, and if I had known it was another woman, I would rather die than have done what I did.”


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    Unable to contain my emotions any longer, tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision. Finally, I relinquished all my defenses, wrapping my arms around yton tightly, as if trying to release all the pain and longing I had carried for so long.


    Makenna’s POV:


    yton and I clung to each other as if we were the only two souls in existence, our embrace sealing out the rest of the world. Tears flowed down my cheeks like unbidden rivers. yton drew me closer, his sigh a breathless whisper of surrender.


    “I’m so sorry, Makenna, for all the pain I’ve caused you,” he murmured, his voice brushing against the most tender parts of my heart.


    My resolve melted away, and the tears continued their journey. In an instant, yton lowered his lips to my cheek, the coolness of his touch mingling with the warmth of his kisses as he gently wiped away my tears.


    “Sorry, Makenna. I’m truly sorry…”


    His repeated apologies were like a soothing balm to my wounded soul. Words escaped me. Instead, I rose on my toes and pressed my lips to his. yton’s Adam’s apple bobbed in surprise, his breath a heated whisper against my face. His hand found its way to the back of my head, and our kiss deepened into a whirlwind of passion, tongues dancing in an embrace of wild fervor.


    In the midst of our reunion, joy bubbled up from within, and I held him tighter, my arms wrapping around his neck as if our kiss could erase the scars of past misunderstandings.


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