The only time Bella softened her heart without hesitation was for him.

Justin's handsome face paled, and his star-like eyes were clouded with complex emotions-dark, conflicted.

With a deep gaze, Grant bent down to pick up the bouquet from the floor. Maneuvering his wheelchair to the coffee table, he carefully placed the lilies into the vase, one by one.

"Throwing these flowers away would be a shame. They're still quite beautiful," Grant said with his back to the two, his lips curling into an unreadable smile.

Seeing Bella close her eyes, Justin's voice turned hoarse. "Get some good rest."

After speaking, he turned and walked toward the door, his steps mechanical.

"Justin." She called out to him.

The man paused but did not turn around.

"From now on, we'll go our separate ways. We have no ties anymore."

remained cold and resolute. "You don't need

steps were

stronger with each step, and

our

his forehead was slick with cold sweat. "Justin."

stopped in his tracks

his wheelchair, smiling faintly as

to speak with

tightly,

brothers went up to the

had arrived. The cold wind cut through the collars and sleeves

physique, nonetheless felt a chill creeping

like being home," Grant said as he took a deep breath. He coughed lightly, perhaps from inhaling too much cold

his ink-black eyes gazing into the distance." The wind is strong here.

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