He Denied Me at My Granddaughter’s Wedding The Next Morning, My Lawyer Delivered My Answer – The Archivist

saw him as human.

Sometimes, while I fed him, he would stare at me in a way that made my chest tighten.

Like he wanted to say something.

Once, he grabbed my wrist suddenly—his grip far stronger than I expected.

“What is it?” I asked gently. “Are you in pain?”

He just made a strained sound… then turned his face away.

I told myself it was nothing.

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