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.

her word for the next three days, visiting

to go over again on the

say, Grace had long since deleted her number, so when she pressed the answer key,

on the other end, wasted no time

she composed herself, she

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

gatekeepers won't let me in, but you've been here,

uneasy demeanor and how he had trailed off when she visited him. A weight settled in

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

Grace, a flicker of triumph crossed her face. "I've already told him. This is his first

door open to reveal Liam sitting on the bed with his finger entwined tightly. She took a deep breath and stated

before forcing out the words, "Grace,

are you just going to stand by and let her force me to have

he had inherited one thing from Quentin-a man had to answer for the women

furtively at Grace's