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Only Nn’s mother and younger brother were left behind.

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From the way Nn spoke, Eliza could tell clearly–his mother had never liked him. Between a cold, distant father and a cruel stepmother, Nn’s nerves had been worn to shreds over the years.

Those days must have been worse than death.

He used to sneak back home just to see his mother, only to be met with rejection. With no ie and no support, his mother had alreadye to see him as nothing more than a bargaining chip. She believed that if Nn behaved in the Hayes family, they’d one day take both of them back.

But that belief had always been a one–sided fantasy.

The Hayes family never intended to bring her back.

Growing up in such a twisted environment, Nn finally snapped.

He nned it for a long time–then set fire to the entire Hayes estate.

That ze wiped out the cruel grandmother, the heartless father, and the vindictive stepmother. All gone in a single night.

But the woman who had once treated her husband as her whole world broke downpletely the moment she learned what had happened.

Unable to ept the truth, Nn’s mother went mad.

That night, Nn lost everyst one of his family members.

“I remember… you had a stab wound once. That person was…” Eliza trailed off, her voice faint.

“It was my mother.”

Nn said it calmly, as if he were talking about someone else’s life.

Eliza couldn’t believe it. That a mother could stab her own son.

But it was true.

That day had been her birthday. Nn had gone to see her–and she’d stabbed him.

That was why Nn never talked about it before. No matter how many times Eliza asked.

By the time Nn finished his story, it was already deep into the night.

Eliza never imagined his past would be like this. The living room fell into silence.

“So… do you regret it?”

Eliza could understand why Nn would choose to burn down the Hayes family. In his shoes, she’d probably have done the same.

She wasn’t the saintly type.

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“If I had the chance to do it over again, I’d still do it.”

His voice remained calm, as if he were recounting someone else’s tale.

“So would I.”

Her sudden answer made Nn pause.

“If it were me, I’d do the same. And I’d be far more brutal than setting a fire.”

Killing someone was easy. Making them wish they were dead–that was the real art.

If that was the standard, she was probably far more ruthless than Nn.

Nn looked at her serious expression and gave a faint smile. “It’ste. Get some sleep.”

He said this often before, but Eliza never thought much of it.

Tonight, though… it hit differently..

“I–I’m going to bed then.”

She stood up–then realized her hand was still in Nn’s.

His deep gaze was filled with quiet amusement.

“You’re holding my hand. How am I supposed to go?”

“I’ll walk you upstairs.”

Her face flushed even redder.

The house was quiet. Just the two of them. And now she was officially his girlfriend.

Images that were definitely not suitable for minors began shing through her mind.

She admitted iit/i–she wasn’t all that innocent.

Especially after she’d already seen his body.

He held her hand all the way up the stairs. She was stiff the entire time.

iAt /ithe door to her room, he finally let go. “Here we are.”

“…Goodnight.”

Just as she turned to go, she felt herself pulled into a warm embrace.

Nn leaned in and whispered against her ear, “Goodnight.”

Her ears were the most sensitive. The moment he got close, her whole body felt like jelly.

Then he turned her to face him–and gave her a soft kiss.

Right on the forehead.

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By the time she recovered from the shock, he was already gone.

Eliza touched her forehead, dazed.

That’s it? iHe /iijust /iileft/i?

Wasn’t that a little… abrupt?

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The next morning, Eliza got up and walked out to the dining area.

The table was already filled with freshly cooked food–Nn had prepared everything before he left.

He must’ve gone out early.

A small sticky note sat on the table.

“Heat up the food. The driver will take you to school. Wait for me after ss.”

His handwriting was clean and elegant.

Eliza used to cook for herself every day. But ever since Nn moved in, she’d already started getting used to his cooking.

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