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.

now she felt a bit

me about your life.

one's giving

quickly, but then added,

like he had

with

he immediately caught her finger, holding it firmly. "Except for you, no one

honestly felt wronged. When did she

she was about to close her eyes, she heard him speak again. "Tell me about your life, your boss,

colleagues. My boss is pretty ruthless," she

word "ruthless", the

from the same world. This afternoon, I had a

her, but remained silent for a long

Grace had closed her eyes, but she felt a large hand rest on the

deep kisses, the kind where he would

like she had completely handed

"Ed..."

could barely breathe, leaning against

way. He had something weighing on his mind-something

woke up, Ed was already