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.

truth, "No matter what, I'll stand by you. You'll always be the most important person to me. My worry

hearing an uncertain prognosis, stemmed not from disdain but from deep concern for Lysander. To truly care for someone is to prioritize their

with

third wheel, an

glaringly out of place she was, feeling the full weight of being the odd

Lysander's 'couple's feast,' feeling increasingly full from their display of affection. Lydia's desperate glance found

quickly averted his gaze and made a beeline for the kitchen, acknowledging his

to the world around her. Unbeknownst to her, Thalassa and Lysander were lost in their own bubble,

softened, his voice

out his hand, and Thalassa, with a radiant smile, walked

pulled her close,

her waist and seating her on his lap. His hand gently caressed her face

trace her cheek, "Yeah, make sure you remember,

covered her eyes, could hear everything. A shiver ran through her as

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