Regret Came Too Late

Grace's chest tightened, and she jolted awake. She gasped for air, her eyes locking onto the familiar ceiling. It took a second to register that she was at Palm

Bay.

She tried to sit up, but a familiar voice stopped her. "You're awake?"

Her throat was dry, and she nodded quickly, searching the room for water. Before she could find it, a glass was already at her lips, as if he knew what she needed.

She drank in quick, thirsty gulps, letting him steady the glass. Only after finishing did the heat in her body subside, and her gaze finally settled on Ethan.

It was the middle of the night, and Ethan was in his usual pajamas. The neckline hung loosely, dipping low enough to reveal his abs.

Grace quickly looked away. Last time, when Ethan answered the door for Jodie, he had purposely pulled his pajamas tighter to cover himself. It seemed he didn't like showing skin.

thinking, she grabbed both sides of his pajamas and pulled

tightened the

gaze, watching as her hands swiftly

looked up at him, her tone firm. "Your pajamas were loose. You don't seem like the type to show

glanced away. His expression was unreadable, but

much of it. Instead, she asked, "How did you

I had to pass by the cemetery. I ran into Liam, and he grabbed me, insisting I go find

which meant he must have woken up in agonizing pain. Yet

figured she should at least be a little nicer to him

deep breath and finally noticed the bandages wrapped tightly around her waist and arms, almost like

you're too kind. I'm in your debt again, and I have no idea how to repay