Ethan immediately leaned down, his eyes filled with concern.
Lily's gaze was hazy, as if she wasn't fully conscious yet.
"Ethan..." She deliberately slowed her speech, calling his name softly. Her voice was so weak it was like a candle flickering in the wind.
His voice was low and hoarse. "Lily, you're awake? How do you feel? Are you in pain?"
A spark of joy flashed in Lily's heart. She knew it—he still loved her. He was just blinded by Grace.
She forced a fragile smile, her expression delicate and pitiful, making her seem even more vulnerable. "I'm fine… just a little tired."
She carefully watched Ethan's reaction, her heart swelling with satisfaction. She wanted him to see how weak she was, to make him feel guilty, to make him feel like he couldn't leave her. As long as Grace was o
