Chapter 168

WREN.

Denzel hung his head on my shoulder and in no time, my shirt was wet.

I clung to him, patting him because I didn't know what else to do other than that.

"Denzel."I called calmly, making an attempt to withdraw a little so I could see his face but he held me back, sniffling.

"Just give me a sec....

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