Wilfred's expression was complicated.

If she knew what he had done, she would not say such things.

He did not dare touch her hand, let alone tell her about the darker parts of his life.

Wilfred did not refuse her this time, letting her hold his hand.

They sat quietly for a long while. The beads in Nina's hand seemed to deepen in color, the red tint becoming more prominent.

She noticed this and asked, "Are these beads changing color?"

Wilfred's eyes darkened. "Are they?"

Nina held the beads up to the sunlight, confirming the brightening red. "I thought the beads might darken over time from wear, but this red seems to be getting brighter. These are your beads, right? Haven't you noticed?"

Wilfred instinctively clenched his wrist, then smiled. "Maybe they're fake. I never had them tested."

Nina's gaze fixed on Wilfred. "Would you wear fake beads for so long? I'm not saying they're fake, just that it's strange to have blood inside them."

the beads. "They smell of

notice?"

Even if she did not know everything, she could still

fatigue seemed to have lifted, and she felt more energized. Relieved, Wilfred said, "You must be hungry after sleeping so long.

cook?"

been to his place and workplace, and

see," Wilfred said, heading to the

Curious, Nina followed.

the living room, she saw a basket of strawberries, the same dark red kind he always brought. She could not

strawberries.

her mouth. It was still very sweet. "Don't you grow any

Eating something sweet

was a bit

thoughtful Wilfred was, even

about the bitter

was as if

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