WHEN LOVE HEALS

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bed. She turned toward the sound, struggling to combat the weakness within her. Most of al

wake u

xed intently on her. It was as if he were exploring, inspecting, and evaluating every detail of her. There was something captivating about him that made

softly, slightly hoarse, as if s

ng time. The sensation of someone else's touch usually filled him with discomfort. Yet, as Lydia's soft fingertips gently caressed h

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realizing her hand was on the youn

ss from Parker. He suppressed his disappointment, masking it wit

eeks flushed with a deep sense of shame. She lowered her gaze briefly before looking up at the young man again. Despite the ye

fternoon. Please, get up and ea

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The blanket was wrapped around her waist, revealing her frail body in a loose t-shirt.

though she wasn't naked, she felt a tin

iled off. She wanted to ask something bu

wouldn't do to let her worries linger. He decided to ease her

ren't any women's clothes here, I picked you my clothes to wear for now. Your clothes have been washed but aren'

gh of relief, but she hesitated, feeling

educe the fever and vitamins to help your body recover," Parker explained in a calm tone. He tried to assist Lydia out

rl who used to duck under fences just to fi

retorted, her voice accidentally taking on a ti

ing to hold back his laughter. It was a smal

ause he was staring at her, or maybe it was due to the strange th

world, far removed from reality. Even if it were another woman, she would surely be just as stunned if she had discov

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the bed. She wore cotton pants tied at the waist with a long rope around the ankles, and a loose t-shirt with no bra underneath. Despite her