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bit her lip, her eyes welling up with unshed tears, her resolve to keep them at bay wavering. Alexander added,
"Take good care of yourself."
Getty remained silent. The irony of his words was almost laughable. How could he, of all people, tell her to look
after herself? It sounded like nothing more than a flimsy excuse! "Alexander, do you love me?" she finally
managed to ask.
"What is love?" he retorted.
"It's for you to tell me. You're always so good to me, you meet my every request, even driving this long distance
just to indulge my whims. Doesn't that mean it's love?" Getty pressed him, her eyes desperately searching his
face for any hint of emotion.
Regrettably, the car was too dimly lit; the fleeting light from outside only grazed his profile, revealing nothing but
his characteristic aloofness.
It was a coldness that was paradoxical; he might be smiling at you, but you could still feel the chill. Only those
closest to him could perceive this suffocating and inescapable distance.
Alexander didn't answer; he just focused on the road ahead, his gaze unwavering.
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Getty didn't bother asking again. It was pointless, and it only brought her misery. Everyone says you can truly
feel whether you love someone or not, but with Alexander, she couldn't detect a thing.
Sometimes, she thought Alexander was head over heels in love with her, but at other times, it felt like she didn't
even exist in his heart. For years, these conflicting feelings haunted her. To love or not to love, only his admission
would matter. Soon, Alexander pulled up to the hotel. Turning to her, he said, "We're here, get out."
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Getty remained seated, her head bowed, her emotions a tangled mess.
"Getty," Alexander called her.
She looked up; her eyes, ringed in black from crying, were a mess, and somewhat frightening. Her voice was
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"..." Getty almost choked on her saliva, glaring at Alexander, "I'm serious!"
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"It's none of your business! I'm getting married tomorrow," Getty retorted petulantly.
"Fine," Alexander said simply, "get out."
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