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."

beads. "They smell of

notice?" she

she did not know everything, she could still detect when something was off. And no

said, letting it go. "Since you gave me these beads, I've felt protected. I actually feel much better now." Her fatigue seemed to have lifted, and she felt more energized. Relieved, Wilfred said, "You must be hungry after sleeping so long. I'll cook something

cook?" Nina

to his place and workplace, and they never

Wilfred said, heading to

Curious, Nina followed.

a basket of strawberries, the same dark red kind he always

strawberries.

It was still very sweet.

variety is the sweetest. Eating something sweet can help take

bit surprised at

thoughtful Wilfred was, even

the bitter taste

as if he could read

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