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"Yeah... thanks." He murmured, furrowing his brow slightly as unease settled over him. |
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"Not a problem." She responded. |
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Marco walked inside, taking a sliver of the food as his mind thought of the worse. He poked at the food, eventually throwing it away and heading to his room on an empty stomach. |
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Outside, she was tending to the horses, leading them inside the barn a the storm hit suddenly. |
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Marco sat on the edge of the bed, elbows digging into his knees as he held his head in his hands. |
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Liliana walked back inside, soaked to the bone from the downpour of rain. |
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"Marco?" She asked, knocking on the door gently. "Are you okay?" |
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"Hm?" The man asked, looking up at her with a blank expression before running a hand through his hair. "Me? Yeah, i'm good." He murmured, casting his gaze away once more. |
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