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She slowly walked towards the living room but didn't see Victor there.
The wine that Victor had been drinking earlier was also not on the coffee table, and the living room was clean and tidy, but Victor was nowhere to be found.
She also checked the kitchen, but Victor wasn't there either, so she thought that maybe Victor just went out for a while, which made her feel relieved.
She made herself a glass of milk. But she furrowed her brows and glanced at Venice's room, as the door was slightly open.
She immediately stood up from her seat and peeked into Venice's slightly open room.
What she didn't expect to see there was Victor, who was facing away from her, was busy staring at the two while fixing Venedict's hair.
She didn't know, but in those moments, it felt like a part of her melted in that scene.
Victor was touching Venedict's face with care while he was conveying words he couldn't say to him personally.
