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."

"They smell of herbs and

you notice?" she

know everything, she could still

beads, I've felt protected. I actually feel much better now." Her fatigue seemed to have

can cook?" Nina

been to his place and workplace,

said, heading to the

Curious, Nina followed.

room, she saw a basket of strawberries, the same dark red kind he

strawberries.

was still

softly, "This variety is the sweetest. Eating something sweet

a bit surprised at

thoughtful Wilfred was, even

the bitter taste

if he

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