Thalassa locked eyes with Lysander, his deep gaze holding a world of unspoken words. In that moment, she realized what he was hinting at-he was testing if his injury truly mattered to her.

Had her reaction led him to misunderstand?

Lydia, who had been rummaging through a first aid kit for some needles, froze upon hearing Lysander's words, sensing an impending storm between Thalassa and Lysander. Panic fluttered in her heart. Turning around, she hurriedly said, "Mr. Sinclair, actually..."

"Disappointed? Never." Before Lydia could finish, Thalassa caught on, responding to Lysander with seriousness and candor.

When Lysander had voiced his concern, Thalassa was initially taken aback, not expecting such a direct question.

But as she grasped the true meaning behind his words, her heart sank.

Under Lysander's intense gaze, she found her answer.

world around them faded away, their eyes

the most important person to me. My

the disappointment upon hearing an uncertain prognosis,

Thalassa's heartfelt declaration, stood with her mouth agape, her

wheel, an intruder on

how glaringly out of place she was, feeling the full weight of being the odd one

increasingly full

averted his gaze and made a beeline for the kitchen, acknowledging his role as an

oblivious to the world around her. Unbeknownst to her, Thalassa and Lysander were lost in their own

confession, Lysander's icy demeanor softened, his

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