Alice’s POV
Entering the hospital and seeing Victor’s grandfather was definitely not part of my plan for the day. And honestly, how dare he call me ugly? Yes, I know I wasn’t looking my best, but still....there are limits.
But after Victor explained what was wrong with him, the irritation I felt slowly faded, replaced by something heavier… guilt. Heart cancer. Less than four months to live.
My chest tightened as I glanced at Victor. He looked so… broken. Quiet, but not in a peaceful way....more like he was holding everything in, trying not to fall apart. In that moment, I felt sorry not just for his grandfather, but for him too.
“you have me too,” I had said softly.
The words slipped out before I could stop them.
Almost immediately, I felt uncomfortable. The air between us shi
