Once everything was settled, Marion walked back to the living room and lifted

Debra off the sofa.

For over a month now, Debra hadn't needed to walk on her own.

"If you keep pampering me like this, my legs will be useless."

"It's fine. I'll carry you for the rest of your life."

He was confident in his strength. Even when he was old, he believed he could still

lift weights without breaking a sweat.

Debra was light. He had no trouble lifting her at all.

The bedroom was dimly lit. Marion gently laid her down on the bed and lay beside

her.

Debra smiled, "You're always watching me sleep. This time, let me watch you."

"Okay," Marion agreed, placing her hand over his chest.

Soon, Debra heard his steady breathing.

Marion was a light sleeper. The slightest movement would wake him.

stayed still, quietly watching his sculpted face, straight

apple, and well-defined

murmured, "How am I supposed to

that?"

awkward, stammering, "I'm not sleepy yet. Okay.

escape his eyes. His grip

your injury is almost healed," he said

weakly,

skip the

"Oh."

your

and went to fetch the medical kit. Debra

changed her bandages for

to his careful

much faster

What would normally

months to heal was almost

just

returned with the

it and

William had

the bandages from

shoulder, the still-healing wound

little gruesome against

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