Auko held out a small bouquet of wildflowers, his cheeks tinged pink. I saw these and thought of you.”
Milo gave a soft smile, taking a step back. “Auko… we’ve talked about this.”
“I know.” He murmured, voice barely above a whisper. “But I can’t help it. I like you.”
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