“Where did you go? Are you shy? The fiancé I picked out for you seems pretty good, don’t you think?”
Ira’s eyes froze as they scanned the words “fiance” in the message.
Flance?
Darcy was her fiance?
The shock hit her all at once. She quickly pulled her hand back, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked at the man before her.
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Darcy remained calm, his face composed as he looked over, kindly offering a few words of concem
“Does it hurt? Was I too cough?”
Only then did Ira realize her reaction, shalding her head quickly.
Seeing that she seemed more started than hurt, Darcy reflected on his actions as he took her hand back to finish applying the medicine. Upon leaming the truth, traheld her breath, glancing over at him from time to time, observing him in secret.
k, not really like a med student….
Hmm, his lashes are long and culed–I’m a little envious, his fingers are slender, perfect for some nail art, his hair’s thick, not to
As Darcy continued dressing the wound, tra’s mind wandered in circles, finding herself more and monecaptivated,
When be finished bandaging her hand and looked up, he caught her gaze, filled with appraisal, with a trace of surprise in his eyes
“What’s wrong?”
“You Darcy…brother.”
In a matter of seconds, she cycled through a few ways to address him, each sounding awkward, leaving her with a strange form of address.
Seeing his questioning look, sahesitated, struggling internally, and finally decided to ask tactfully.
“Those jewelry pieces my family has–did you pick them out yourself?”
Darcy gave a slight nod.
“Yes. Don’t like them? When you’re free, we can pick out some new ones.”
Ita quickly shook her head, forcing a bright smile.
“I like them. Very much.”
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After hours together, he finally saw her smile. Though it didn’t seem entirely genuine, it eased the worry gnawing at Darcy. At least, for a first meeting, the Impression was pleasant enough. That was enough for him.
Maria spent a full week in the hospital, feeling like her bones had gone soft. The day she was discharged, three days of rain in California tinally stopped. Alvin dropped her off at home, then turned to leave. She wanted to ask him to stay for a meal, but he frowned and made an excuse to avoid it. Watching his figure disappear at the door, Maria hid her disappointment, picking up her phone to call a few friends.
“Ira’s out of the hospital? Haven’t seen her around there lately–lucky girl, to survive that crash,”
Alvin, listening from just outside the door, froze, his hand on the doorknob,
