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34. Reminder

Author: Sassy M
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-03-14 00:05:30

BELLA

I couldn’t take my eyes off Vincent.

The entire car ride, I stayed glued to him, my gaze tracing over every bruise, every cut, every sign of the pain he endured. He knew this wasn’t like me worrying and hovering but he didn’t say anything.

By the time we pulled up to the mansion, the doctor was already waiting, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave his side. Not while he was still at risk.

Not when I knew he was hurt because of me.

He could have run. He could have saved himself. But instead, he came back for me. He took every punch, every blow, just to make sure I was safe. And that knowledge sat heavy on my chest, making it harder to breathe.

Now, the room was empty. Just the two of us.

I balanced two steaming bowls of soup on my lap, carefully bringing a spoon to his lips. Vincent gave me a confused look, his brow slightly furrowed.

“Eat,” I said softly. “You can’t strain your arm.”

His lips parted slightly as if he wanted to argue, but instead, he nodded. Without another word,
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