Bentley parked the car in the driveway of his house, the engine's low hum fading into silence. He stepped out, moving swiftly to the backseat to help Nova. She looked a bit pale but managed a small smile as Bentley fussed over her, his hands gentle as he supported her.
"Let me help you," Bentley said gently, offering his hand to Nova. Despite her evident exhaustion, she managed a small, reassuring smile.
"Babe, I'm fine," Nova insisted, her voice soft. She squeezed his hand briefly, trying to convey a sense of normalcy. "You worry too much," she said as she got out of the car.
Bentley hesitated, his gaze lingering on her face, searching for any signs of discomfort. He couldn't shake the worry gnawing at him. Was her back hurting? Was she having a headache? He wanted to know it all.
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