Every movement was so gentle.
In the darkness, his hand lightly fell away from her lips and then gently rested on her lower abdomen, holding her hand.
Although there were no surveillance cameras installed in the hospital room, the soundproofing wasn't perfect, and he was certain that someone was monitoring him from one of the windows across from the room.
So, he could only lower the curtains and, in the darkness, gently hold her hand.
But he believed that soon, it wouldn't take long—he would be able to marry her.
A paralyzed man, a person useless to the family, would soon be abandoned.
And once he lost his value, he could become an ordinary man; he could marry her.
Thinking about this, the smile at the corner of his lips grew deeper.
Even though he'd lost his thighs, even though he'd lost the ability to walk, it was worth it.
His fingers intertwined with hers, their palms pressed together; at that moment, their hearts were in perfect sync.
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