Thalassa locked eyes with Lysander, his deep gaze holding a world of unspoken words. In that moment, she realized what he was hinting at-he was testing if his injury truly mattered to her.

Had her reaction led him to misunderstand?

Lydia, who had been rummaging through a first aid kit for some needles, froze upon hearing Lysander's words, sensing an impending storm between Thalassa and Lysander. Panic fluttered in her heart. Turning around, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Sinclair, actually..."

"Disappointed? Never." Before Lydia could finish, Thalassa caught on, responding to Lysander with seriousness and candor.

When Lysander had voiced his concern, Thalassa was initially taken aback, not expecting such a direct question.

But as she grasped the true meaning behind his words, her heart sank.

Under Lysander's intense gaze, she found her answer.

In that moment, the world around them faded away, their eyes only for each other.

important person to me. My

Lysander's leg, and the disappointment upon hearing an uncertain prognosis, stemmed not from disdain but from deep concern for Lysander. To

caught off-guard by Thalassa's heartfelt declaration, stood with her

an

of place she was, feeling the full weight of being the

had metaphorically eaten bowls of Thalassa and Lysander's 'couple's feast,' feeling increasingly full from their display of

kitchen, acknowledging his role as an

oblivious to the

softened, his voice low and

hand, and Thalassa, with a radiant

pulled her close,

hand gently caressed her face as he looked into her eyes, whispering, "I'll remember what you said forever.

laid her hand over his, letting his rough fingers tenderly trace her cheek,

shiver ran through her as she dared to

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