NovelEnglishAfter the incident, Nancy started to feel off.
The sight of men made her queasy, and she struggled to maintain everyday social interactions.
She decided to take a break from her studies, but for reasons she couldn't pinpoint, Mercer lingered in her thoughts.
Back then, his identity was a mystery to her.
She was aware of his kindness.
He had risked his own safety for hers, and what followed seemed out of their control.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYet the pain had becher reality.
Nancy spent six months trying to heal, aiming for an ordinary life.
She threw herself into dating, but each boyfriend reminded her of Mercer in sway.
She was determined to prove she wasn't scared of men, especially not Mercer.
She convinced herself she had moved on.
But intimacy always ended with her getting sick, and her relationships fell apart.
Still, she fought to be a regular girl who could love and be loved.
Eventually, she learned that Mercer, her savior and source of pain, was now a famous singer.
It hit her then.
She didn't need to prove anything through other men.
Mercer had always been the one.
Seeing Nancy's stunning face, Mercer looked at her with a mix of emotions and laughed lightly. "You're not scared of me, are you?" "I'm not scared!" Nancy, summoning her bravery, looked up at him with determination.
"Mercer, I really like you," she admitted.
Mercer's expression turned serious as he took her arm, pulled her close, and bent down to ki*s her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNancy's heart raced, her mind resolved, but her stomach turned.
She wanted to overcher fear.
She kept telling herself that she was just like anyone else! "Eww!" But her body betrayed her resolve.
She couldn't hold back, and she ended up vomiting all over him.
Mercer's face was marred by an expression so fierce it bordered on wild.
His gaze fixed on the woman before him, who had just vomited from his ki*s.
A mocking laugh escaped him.
"Nancy, you said you like me, yet you throw up after one ki*? And all over ve. me, tooN
He held his hands up, away from the mess on his chest, his face drained of color and he seemed on the verge of collapsing.
"No, I... I didn't mean..." Nancy stammered, her complexion ashen, her whole frshaking violently.
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