Enrique Arias arrived at the cove, his face pale and his breath labored as he struggled to maintain his composure. He offered a weak smile to his siren, saying “I’ve missed you. I’m sorry I couldn’t come sooner; I didn’t want to risk anyone following me.” Taking her hand, he continued “We need to discuss something important about our future.” Despite his efforts to stay strong, his worsening illness was apparent, revealing the pain he tried so hard to conceal
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