When Liam Martin returned to the bedroom, Sara Jay was already awake.
He sat down beside her, looking at her delicate face, and ruffled her hair affectionately. "You worked hard last night."
Sara Jay smiled shyly. "It wasn't hard at all. I stayed with you through those difficult times back then—this is nothing compared to that."
In the car accident that year, Sara Jay had lost her father, and Liam Martin had lost both his parents and a leg. Those had been truly agonizing days.
Without her, he might never have crawled out of the darkness of despair. She had been so small and frail back then—how had she managed to hold him up through it all?
Remembering how little Sara Jay had stayed by his side through those long, sleepless nights, Liam Martin's heart ached with tenderness.
Just then,
