Chapter 20 I Long For Him (1)
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The tears fell like a string of beads, and Louis was for the first time feeling flustered. He stared at her in a daze for a long while, approached her and said softly, "Hey, girl."
"She’s not my mom." Mia raised her tear-streaked face, looking at him, and once again stressed through gritted teeth, "She’s an impostor."
As soon as she finished speaking, tears gushed out like a dam bursting, and she turned and sprinted away.
"Mia!"
Louis shouted, and chased after her.
He ran quickly, catching her at the doorway, then firmly grabbed her shoulders, turning her around and pulling her tightly into his arms.
"Don’t cry," his large palm ruffled her hair randomly, his voice low and hoarse, full of remorse and deep affection, "Don’t cry, okay? I can’t handle it."