Karina could definitely manage on her own. She was motion sick, not incapacitated.

Still, this side of Wilfred was unfamiliar to her. Seeing his face so close, she couldn't help but notice how attentive he was. Her cheeks burned, and though she didn't reach up to touch them, she knew they must be flushed. "I can handle it myself," she muttered, sitting up to take the water and swallow the medicine he'd brought.

The medicine didn't work instantly. Exhaustion and dizziness overtook her again, and she lay back down, drained. Her head throbbed, her stomach churned, and sleep seemed like the only escape.

Wilfred, clearly aware of her discomfort, spoke with even more gentleness. Pulling a blanket over her, he said, "Rest for a bit. Once the medicine kicks in, you'll feel much better."

Karina, her eyes heavy with fatigue, glanced at the soft blanket. "Where did this come from?"

The blanket was incredibly soft, wrapping around her in a comforting, cozy warmth.

Wilfred smiled faintly. "I asked for one earlier. Don't worry about it just sleep."

made it impossible to resist. As her eyelids grew heavier, she drifted off

was still in the air, and everything was quiet. The cabin lights were dimmed, and the world outside the window was pitch black. She noticed the window shades had been pulled down. Shifting slightly, she realized her small movement had disturbed

his voice husky from sleep as he asked, "You're

had slipped down from her shoulders,

situation between them. It felt undeniably intimate. The two seats were right next to each other, and at some

this any different from sharing

no turning back. Now, she found it impossible to meet Wilfred's gaze. It felt as though

shifted away, creating a little distance between them. "I... I feel

almost timid movements and the way she avoided his gaze. His lips curved into

sat up, adjusting his posture. However, in doing so, the small gap Karina had just created, vanished entirely. Once again, they were

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