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"How about we grab some hot wings instead?"

Before the man could finish his sentence, Stella chimed in.

Back in the day, whenever the weather turned particularly chilly, she and Susanna would always hit up their favorite spot for hot wings. Ronald tapped her forehead gently. "You think that's a good idea right now?"

Stella pouted. "Alright, then."

She was still nursing some injuries, and given where they were, spicy food was definitely off the menu.

Ronald leaned in, his forehead gently resting against hers as he felt her temperature. "You're still not quite stable."

Instinctively, Stella stepped back, lost her balance, and ended up sprawled across the bed.

Ronald raised an eyebrow "What's this supposed to mean, Star?"

Stella's face froze.

"I, uh, I just lost my balance."

Oh, this was maddening. The way she lay there, it almost seemed like an invitation.

But it really wasn't!

Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, recalling everything that had happened since last night. It all felt like a dream.

hadn't fully processed the shift in their

the blanket, intending to

closer, his

a profound tenderness, as if he'd been holding back for years, finally giving in to the moment. His longing was palpable, a mix

stared at him with

tear ducts. "Save that look

could only

and affection, before abruptly

he left, Stella noticed him deliberately pulling his shirt down, as if trying

headed down to the

minutes after her, wearing a

you down here? You could have

like eating in her

was sent

the portions. She needed more

once at the table, Stella started to eat

watched her, a

gaze. "Why are you

on your second bowl

sighed internally. There it was

need all the nutrition I can get, so of course, I need

smiled, amused. "Not a