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

felt like his steps

his head grew stronger with each

our

ears, pulling at his nerves, and his forehead was slick with cold sweat. "Justin."

tracks and turned his

his wheelchair, smiling faintly as

to speak with you

his fists tightly, enduring the pain.

two brothers went up

cold wind cut through the collars and sleeves of

a former soldier with a remarkable physique, nonetheless felt

in Savrow is so refreshing. There's nothing like being home," Grant said as he took a deep breath.

his ink-black eyes gazing into the distance."

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