Chapter 6

Faith’s POV

Dexter approached the sofa I was sitting on and rubbed my back. “Everything will be okay, girl. Take a break here. You’re always welcome to my house, okay? Feel at home.”

I smiled at him. Dexter had been with me during the times when I broke up with Martin. I had nothing then—no money, no family, and very few friends. Only Dexter supported me during the times I was in the hospital and staying in an orphanage.

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The next day, I woke up early. I flinched when I saw myself in the full-size mirror. Messy hair and the smell of sweat. Puffy eyes.

“Oh, you’re awake.”

“I’m going home, Dexter. Thank you for letting me stay here,” I said while combing my hair.

“No worries. You know that my palace is open for you anytime, girl.”

I smiled when I heard that and hugged him afterward.

Later, I said goodbye. I was waiting for a taxi when a black SUV stopped in front of me. I was about to leave, but Martin suddenly