Chapter 2018

Leaning against the couch, he could hear Shirley's muffled sobs and feel her trembling fingers on his skin. In all his years, this moment felt like the pinnacle of happiness. Exhaustion was a foreign concept to

him now.

For Shirley, any sacrifice seemed worth it.

A deep, aching pain in his chest made him want to cough, but he fought it back with everything he had.

"Shirley," he called out softly.

Shirley looked up at him, her eyes searching his.

His gaze was intense, swirling with unspoken emotions.

For a moment, she wondered why he was suddenly on a first-name basis, skipping the more formal address she was used to.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

he admitted, and the room fell

Mark before, so decoding someone else's feelings was

she blinked away

The severity of his injuries implied his attackers hadn't held back,

Her cheeks were damp, and despite being older, she seemed more lost than him. Her tears

only time could stand still right at this

that line. Instead, he contented himself with gently wiping the

finally sensed something amiss and turned

you?"

I was fate. It's all sorted now, no need to worry. Oh, and

the chilly

stood up, returning the bottle of medicinal alcohol she'd been holding to the shelf and

time something like this happens, call

true? Will you stay

he

paused, noticing his informal address. She playfully prodded his forehead. "Watch your

in his grasp, looking at her

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