Regret Came Too Late

Grace stared at the flower in front of her, then glanced around at the surrounding

scene.

The memory that had just flashed through her mind had happened here, and she had been the one in it.

So... her first time with Ed was in this very place?

Her brows furrowed as she looked down, trying to recall more details. However, the harder she tried, the more her head throbbed.

Just as she raised her hand to massage her temples, a pair of hands gently pressed down on them, slowly kneading in circular motions.

Grace tried to turn around, but the cloth blindfold dropped once more over her eyes.

She sighed. "Are you feeling better?"

"Mhm."

It would seem he hasn't fully recovered. Otherwise, why so few words?

She didn't struggle and quietly waited for him to tie the cloth again before turning to face him. "Have I been here before?"

As soon as she asked the question, the man's grip on her wrist instantly tightened -so much so that it hurt.

She didn't make a sound, but he quickly realized what had happened and let go. Still, a red mark was already forming on her fair skin.

He lowered his head and gently rubbed her wrist as if trying to soothe the pain.

Sensing his remorse, Grace decided to let it go and changed the subject.

"Our first time... It was here, wasn't it?" she asked again.

When she walked in earlier, the place had struck her as quite beautiful. And in those fleeting memories, she had clearly enjoyed it. So, why had things escalated to the point of her hitting him?

The man didn't respond and merely continued caressing her wrist.

Grace was genuinely fed up with her memory loss. Not knowing anything made her feel perpetually helpless.

She raised her hands and touched his face, finally feeling the heat radiating from him.

"You still have a fever?" Grace questioned.

"Mhm."

instinctively reached to remove her blindfold,

"Don't look at me."

won't look. But at least take your meds. Why are you even out here with a fever?

wonder you're being so quiet today, acting all moody like

Ed stayed silent.

had said the wrong thing and

and work up some sweat. I didn't mean to mention

stay angry, but to her surprise, his fingers began undoing her

her head aside-only to remember she couldn't

against Ed's chest. Her thoughts wandered

say he used to be an undercover agent. But aside from that, no one

were gently massaging her shoulders. His touch was just right, making

said and asked lazily with her eyes

fingertips paused for a

turned around, straddling his waist with one shoulder

"So, it's true?"

had no idea what she looked like in that moment. Beneath the rippling water, everything was

Adam's apple bobbed, and his

exaggerated, but it's more or

had quite the legendary life. It's no wonder The

to face him,

his lap. A

time, she rested her chin on his

wandering hands occasioneved

speech

his hand

girl who

yet he had

at her lips. "So... did they

Things ended badly between

like the beginning of a romantic tale. Why

her interest, his hand began softly tracing her back as

was already too late. She had someone else.

lot happened in between. It's too

down and bit his shoulder. "You sure know

"It's all hearsay."