When I got home, Isak was waiting on the sofa."Leona, baby, are you okay?" he said, rushing toward me, his face a mask of worry. "Let me see the wound."He reached to lift the fresh shirt I’d changed into, but I took a step back."It's fine. The doctor took care of it.""Don't be like that," he said, closing the distance. That familiar scent of his cologne filled my senses. "Let's go upstairs. Let me see."His hand snaked up my chest, his lips pressing against my neck. It was his go-to move. Whenever he thought I was upset, he used his body to distract me.It used to work every time.But tonight, I just felt tired."Isak, the wound hurts," I said, gently pushing him away. "Not tonight."He froze, a guilty look clouding his face. "Leona, I'm sorry. About tonight… I shouldn't have left you. I was in such a rush, my mind went blank…""It's fine," I said, my voice flat. "It was a normal reaction.""No, it wasn't," he insisted, pulling me into a tight hug. "You're my wife. I'm supposed to
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