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."

bedsheet tightly, nearly tearing it, but her voice remained cold and resolute. "You don't need to force yourself to see me anymore. I won't want to see you

like his steps were floating, as if he were

each step, and his vision

our separate

pulling at his nerves, and his forehead was

his tracks and turned

sat in his wheelchair, smiling faintly as

like to speak with

his fists tightly, enduring

brothers went up to the

The cold wind cut through

soldier with a remarkable physique, nonetheless felt

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

talk about?" Justin stood beside him, his ink-black eyes gazing into the distance." The wind is strong here. You're in poor health, so you should take care of

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