Did He Come
To avoid Hazel being suspicious, Regan suppressed his longing for her and did not initiate any physical intimacy for the past few days.
But at this very moment, he could no longer restrain himself when he saw Hazel all sick and weak.
Carefully, he held Hazel.
Even if she couldn't hear him, he gently coaxed her like he usually would.
"Hazel, don't be afraid. I'm right beside you. It's alright. I'll always be by your side, and I won't go anywhere."
He gently stroked Hazel's head and kissed her forehead, cheeks, and fingers as he spoke.
For him, she was a treasure that he loved most.
Semi-consciously, Hazel felt a feather gently brushing through her face, fingers, and neck.
It was light, tender, and very familiar.
But she was deep in the darkness, unable to see or hear anything.
She wanted this feeling to go on forever because that way, she would no longer be afraid or confused.
When Hazel woke up again, that familiar feeling disappeared altogether.
What she didn't know was that Regan had

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