Regret Came Too Late

"Grace, I've brought you dinner. Grace, open the door!" Yancey shouted.

Grace's head throbbed with pain. She wanted Ed to open the door, but then remembered he wanted to be kept in the dark. Slowly, she got up and reminded

him.

"You stay in bed. I'll go talk to him for a bit."

Just as she got out of bed, Ed wrapped his arms around her waist, stopping her. "Don't go."

His tone was low and heavy, as though his mood wasn't good.

Grace was puzzled, but her voice remained calm and even.

"Ed, just rest for now."

His hand slowly loosened, and he lay back down, covering half of his face with the blanket, not saying a word.

Grace couldn't tell if he was angry or deep in thought. But somehow, she felt he had this ability to make her heart soften.

She had originally planned to meet Yancey, but now, she wasn't in the mood for it anymore. Instead, she climbed back into bed.

"Are you feeling down? You seem a bit off, like something's weighing on you," she said.

Ed turned around and pulled her tightly into his arms.

Grace wasn't sure why he had been upset, but he was holding her so tightly.

afternoon, so now she felt a bit

bit. Tell me about your life. Has anyone been giving you trouble in

one's giving me

but then added, "At

like he had been bullied

poking at his chest with her finger.

he immediately caught her finger, holding

When did

about to close her eyes, she heard him

about my colleagues. My boss is pretty ruthless," she

as she mentioned the word "ruthless", the

the same world. This afternoon, I had a dream about him at

at her, but remained silent for a

she felt a large hand rest on the back

the kind where he would hold

she had completely handed over the power to

"Ed..."

leaning against his

something weighing on his mind-something heavy-but he wouldn't say a word about it.

when she woke up, Ed was