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 more energetic and decided to gossip with

bit. Tell me about your life. Has anyone been

one's giving me

answered quickly, but then added,

seemed like he had been

chest with her finger. "Is that so? You're

he immediately caught her finger, holding it firmly. "Except

honestly felt wronged. When

to close her eyes, she heard him

about my colleagues. My boss is pretty ruthless,"

she mentioned the word

aren't from the same world. This afternoon, I had a dream about him at the hospital. It scared me

but remained silent for a

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

kisses, the kind where he would hold her tight, and they

had completely handed over the power to

"Ed..."

against his chest to

first time she felt this way. He had something weighing on his mind-something heavy-but he

she woke