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    Yet, she appeared utterly detached, not posing any questions about his state.


    Guided by the dim ambiance of the room’s lighting mixed with moonlight, he moved silently.


    Upon seeing her sleeping on the sofa without a nket, Brian quietly approached. He gentlyid a nket over her and delicately pulled out her right hand, which was noticeably swollen from an untreated burn. The burn had left a vivid red mark on her sensitive skin.


    He unscrewed a tube of ointment, carefully applied it, and massaged it gently into her skin in soothing circles until it was fully absorbed. Afterward, he released her hand.


    The coldness of her hand drew a frown from him, prompting him to hold it between his hands to provide warmth. Rachel, initially stirringfortably in her sleep, gradually woke up as she detected a familiar scent. Her eyes opened to see Brian kneeling beside her.


    Their gazes locked in the darkness. Overwhelmed by surprise, she found herself speechless. As she opened her mouth to speak, he made a sudden move. His finger, firm yet gentle, pressed softly against her lips.


    “Jeffrey is asleep. Let’s keep our voices down. Please listen to me first,” he whispered.


    With thoughts of Jeffrey in mind, Rachel gave a silent nod of agreement. “I’m here with no ill intentions, merely to treat your burn with some ointment. I’ll go if you’re ufortable.”


    “Thank you.” Those words were all Rachel managed to voice under the circumstances.


    “Take care and rest. I’m leaving now.”


    “Alright.” Rachel closed her eyes, trying to calm her racing heart.


    However, as Brian started to leave, he inadvertently stepped on the nket, causing his ankle to twist sharply in pain. This caused him to lose his footing and fall directly onto Rachel.


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    The impact was substantial. His full weight pressed down on her, and even in her pain, she remained silent. The pain was so acute that tears sprang to her eyes immediately.


    Brian, seeing her tears, quickly forgot his own difort. He cradled her face in his hands and urgently asked, “Where does it hurt? Tell me!”


    Rachel winced, the sharp pain in her nose forcing her to speak. “My nose,” she said, the words escaping her involuntarily.


    Brian leaned in closer, inspecting her nose with concern as he noticed the redness. “Should I try to ease the pain for you?”


    “No, that won’t be necessary,” Rachel replied quickly.


    Brian smiled slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Or maybe you’d prefer to bump your head against mine to bnce things out?”


    It was only then that Rachel became fully aware of their close proximity on the sofa. Their bodies were entangled in an unexpectedly intimate embrace. With Brian hovering above her, his breath lightly caressing her face, every whisper felt intensified, heightening her awareness of him.


    Normally, such closeness would make her cheeks flush, her heart race, and perhaps even draw her closer to him. But in this moment, her instinct was to distance herself, to create as much space between them as possible.


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