She parted her lips slightly, exhaling trembling breaths.

Theodore's breath, buried in the crook of her neck, became increasingly hot and heavy.

Suddenly, a faint voice came from her lips. "Theo, has Vincent's surgery been completed?"

Theodore's body stiffened. Just as his passion was reaching its peak, he heard Rosalie utter another man's name. He felt a pang of guilt and pain.

He stared into Rosalie's closed eyes, noticing she was still asleep or perhaps half-asleep-not fully conscious of what was happening.

Yet, even in her half-dreaming state, she still thought of that man. Even while asleep, she was concerned for him.

Theodore suddenly felt like a scoundrel. How could he take advantage of her like this at such a vulnerable moment?

She was already suffering enough, yet he still hurt her.

many men could control themselves when

closed his eyes in pain, a tear

in his arms. He kissed her cheek and whispered in her ear, "Not yet. You rest for now, and I'll

also frightened by recent events. She was mentally and physically drained, too tired to even open her eyes. So, she was completely unaware of how close she was to Theodore. Theodore held her like this, unwilling to let go or

Theodore didn't know how many

he sighed softly in

turn back. If I didn't have Cynthia and you

The morning sunlight poured

and warm glow. The light danced in

in the darkness softly

as snowflakes, as if

like butterfly wings, adding a

his fingers lovingly through

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