Regret Came Too Late

Grace had already driven the car to the small villa. She placed the food she had brought on the coffee table and felt much more at ease seeing Ed sleeping so

peacefully.

She nudged him gently. "Get up and eat something, then you can go back to sleep. I'm coming over every day for the next three days. If you don't get at least ten hours of sleep a day, I will be upset."

It seemed that his fever had broken. Slowly, he pushed himself upright.

Grace, ever mindful, turned her back. "I won't look at you, okay? Turn on the small lamp too you can't be eating in the dark."

He reached out, grabbing her hand as he bent down to switch on the small lamp. The light was dim but enough to cast a soft glow over the food.

He insisted on freeing one hand to hold hers, using the other to eat unhurriedly.

The red bead bracelets on their wrists dangled and brushed against each other, creating an inexplicably heartwarming scene.

faithful to her word for the next three days, visiting twice a day and staying over as

over again on the fourth day, she received a

deleted her number, so when

no time delivering

thought she was hearing things. Once she composed herself, she even laughed lightly

with the confidence of someone who held the upper hand. She was,

I'm right outside his room now. I've already told him. The gatekeepers won't let me in, but you've been here, haven't you? You must know-I've been the one

when she visited him. A weight

typical university student. She was a completely different person from the shy

Grace, a flicker of triumph crossed her face. "I've already

with his finger entwined tightly.

for a heartbeat before forcing out the words, "Grace, I'm

"Liam, are you just

had inherited one thing from Quentin-a

lips, glancing furtively at