Barclay scrutinized her for a moment. "Is it truly that agonizing?"

Moira hesitated, pondering the unexpected question.

Was this really about discomfort?

Turning her head away, Moira shut her eyes, feigning sleep.

Yet he remained seated so near, his presence permeated with the refreshing scent of wood, tempting her to lean closer.

Moira found herself torn between rationality and morality, finally glimpsing a ray of hope: her blood test results were finally available!

All the metrics in the report came back to normal.

Moira swiftly rose from her seat. "Mr. Covington, let's head for home!"

Home, where she could count ten thousand sheep if necessary.

"Perhaps we ought to seek the doctor's advice," he proposed.

Recalling the doctor's enigmatic stare, Moira lacked the courage to face him again.

head home without further

she instinctively looped her arm around Barclay's, urging him

but Moira

and slowly remarked, "Ms. Jimenez, please refrain

Moira remained puzzled.

her mistake, she quickly withdrew her hand as

already flushed cheeks instantly burned hotter, and Moira stood there, momentarily at a loss for words. "I'm sorry, I mistook

could such a dashing man be willing to be

her earlier drunkenness had evaporated, leaving

glanced at her.

"Alright."

from uttering another

the hospital,

all the fuss had exhausted her excess energy, as Moira didn't feel as groggy when she settled into the car. Instead, a wave of

lights outside the car window, her eyelids

the car left

just after turning at an intersection. Glancing over, he noticed that Moira, who had just moments ago warned

dark eyes, punctuating the silence with the deep rumble

away as the light turned green

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