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With badly blurred vision, either due to pools of tears, or the thick blood that kept dripping from my temples, I glared at him.The giant silhouette standing still in the iron doorway... was that the real Marco?My battered body suddenly shivered violently. The remaining fingers on my unbroken left hand twitched in the air, a pathetic reflex trying to reach Marco, even though the man was clearly standing dozens of steps away from me.Foolish.Why had he come? Why doesn't he act like the usual Marco Marten? An arrogant man who is selfish and always puts himself first.You should just leave me to rot here. You shouldn't have to bother wasting your energy trying to catch up with me.Is this because of guilt? Was it because he felt responsible for our stupid deal that night, that's why he came to be a hero late? Or... is this some kind of new manipulative trick of his, a scenario for me to fall back into his arms and continue to love him like a stupid woman?"Wow, wow. You're acting like

Jonah slid open the door as quietly as possible. He stepped back, giving me space to enter first.I stepped forward. My head poked in, and a second later, my heart almost dropped. There, on a bed, which was actually a standard VIP bed and not exactly small, a big figure lay sprawled on its back. The bed was unfortunate, as the man's size exceeded the limits of a normal human, causing both his ankles and the soles of his large feet to dangling, helplessly in the air."He's much better. He's just sleeping now from the effects of the sedative," Jonah whispered.Before I could take a step back to escape the suffocated atmosphere, Jonah had already grasped my right hand, which was free from the cast. He guided my steps slowly, guiding me until we were standing right next to Marco Marten's hospital bed.I looked down, staring at the face of the man I'd seen bathed in blood a few days ago. In this sleeping position, his arrogant face, which usually radiated an aura of "I-can-buy-you-and-your

The hissing sound of the ventilator and the monotonous rhythm of the monitor dominated the glass-walled ICU. Jonah Bennett stopped dead in his tracks just outside the sliding door. His jaw clenched. The veins in his neck tensed as his eyes took in the scene inside.Beside the bed, draped in stark white sheets, sat the hulking silhouette of Marco Marten. He sat with slumped shoulders, his large hands encasing Hazel's IV line. Since Marco had been able to get out of bed and resume light activity today, the first thing he had done was to lumber down the hallway to check on Hazel.Of course, Marco had had to argue and insist with the series of nurses attending to him to be allowed into the sterile area of the ICU. However, Hazel was still in a coma, so he could only sit there silently, taking advantage of his visiting time.Jonah stepped in."Hey. Your time's up. It's my turn now," Marco didn't even bother to glance at him. His thumb continued to stroke the back of Hazel's hand in a slow

Jonah’s sharp reprimand snapped Marco out of his trance. His pupils trembled violently. His breath hitched in his chest. His grip on the doctor's collar slowly loosened, allowing the doctor's feet to touch the floor again.Marco stepped back, his head lowered. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Doctor,"The doctor calmly adjusted the collar of his white coat. He stared directly at Marco and Jonah."Sirs," the doctor said in a low, blood-curdling tone, "the only thing we can do for Miss Hazel right now... is to make sure her breathing doesn't hurt as much."After leaving those words sharper than a scalpel, the doctor turned and re-entered his room, leaving Jonah and Marco in a deathly silence.Worse still, due to the physical altercation they had caused in the sensitive area of the ICU, the head nurse immediately called security. They were both banned from visiting Hazel for the next two days.Jonah cursed, kicked a trash can in the corner of the corridor, and then blamed Marco profusely for his

[Hazel's POV]My eyelids twitched slightly, feeling heavy as if glue were holding them together. Slowly, I forced my eyes open. My initially blurry and foggy vision slowly began to focus, capturing a sight that had become very, very familiar lately. A pristine white ceiling with fluorescent lights dazzling my eyes.Right, I'm still in the hospital.I took a deep breath, staring blankly up. My mind slowly crept back, putting the pieces together before I closed my eyes.Ah, damn. I promised to visit Jonah's room today. But judging by how quiet the room was, it seemed I'd fallen asleep for a very long time.I turned my head left and right. No doctor, no stern nurse forcing me to swallow a bitter pill, and no Jonah or Marco. The room was eerily quiet. I guess it was the effects of that damn sedative, that's why I was sleeping as soundly as a bear in winter hibernation.With a little willpower, I slowly began to sit up.It's strange...Normally, making even this small movement felt like I'