When Debra and Michael returned to the room, everyone was chatting happily around the table.

Marion was the quiet type, not really engaging in the conversation. He would only speak up occasionally.

When Debra came back, he relaxed and smiled.

Debra didn't smile back this time. She just walked over and sat down beside him.

Marion had peeled shrimp for her because she never liked to eat anything with shells.

She casually picked up one and popped it in her mouth. Soon, the next one was ready.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking up. "Don't you like the food today?"

me,"

"I know."

to ask what

you on being discharged,

jealousy. In the past, Debra would've laughed and reassured him that she only loved

would ghost her occasionally. It hadn't bothered her back then, since

Sadn't thought much about it. she But still, a part of her had wondered

more often. She

as Michael said, they had been too preoccupied with other things to focus on

her feel safe. He had never once argued

the past month during her recovery, his thoughtfulness had been flawless. It felt too perfect to be

as Juan broke down sometimes. But Marion? His

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