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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.

still hadn't fully processed the shift in their

reached for the blanket,

Ronald leaned in closer, his

met hers, it was with a profound tenderness, as if he'd been holding back for years, finally giving in to

nerves, stared at him

tear ducts.

could only manage

of frustration and affection, before abruptly standing up and leaving without another

left, Stella noticed him deliberately pulling his shirt down,

better, Stella headed down to the dining

down yet, arriving about ten minutes after her, wearing a

here? You could

eating in

food was sent up,

She needed more nutrition, especially

table, Stella started to

watched her, a silent

gaze. "Why

on your second bowl

sighed internally. There it was - his usual mealtime

nutrition I can get, so of course, I need

amused. "Not