Back when her heart had been drowning in darkness, it was that little spark from Marcus's sparkler that brought light into her life again. From that moment, she found herself looking forward to his daily wound care visits.
A fragile woman easily tugs at a man's instinct to protect-especially when she looks like her.
Celeste suddenly felt that Marcus's deep attachment might have been caused by her own weakness in the past, and yet... who could she really blame? Her timid, overly content self had led her into such a mess. Trouble was, that scared and soft-hearted version of her was exactly who Marcus had fallen for.
When she opened the box and sat there silently, Marcus glanced at Grace.
"Grace, could you wait outside for a bit? I'd like to have a word with Celeste alone."
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