"Don't do that again," Willow's voice echoed through the morning air, tinged with a mix of frustration and hurt.
"Don't ever do that again. Don't leave me and our child out here with your doppelganger," she lamented, her words cutting through the stillness of the room like a sharp knife.
She wasn't about to deceive herself; the person who had shared her bed last night was not her true lover.
Six long months had passed without a single intimate moment and fucking, each day stretching into eternity as she waited for his return from distant lands.
Willow might have been at a low point in her cultivation, but she was never one to ignore the glaring truth staring her in the face.
"Forgive me, my love. I had something important to attend to," our op mc replied weakly, his gaze avoiding hers as if unable to bear the weight of her disappointment.
