"Belle," Juan finally said after a few minutes of debating whether he should leave her to attend to business or not. "Something came up, I have to leave."
"You just promised you'll stay," she pouted, opening her eyes to look up at him. "What do you mean you're leaving already."
"A shipment got hijacked, it's worth millions of—"
"You're saying it's worth more than my life?"
"I'm not saying that," he sighed. He was annoyed but also grateful that the accident did not make Belle to lose her sense of self. "Plus you're are receiving treatment. You'll he fine. They'll schedule your for surgery to fix your bones and... I'll be there."
"I want you here now,"Belle said. "Leaving will only add to my pain."
"How?" Juan asked with a sigh. "I'm not throwing a brick at you."
"Don't leave," Belle
