During dinner, a thought suddenly struck Leon. A problem he had completely ignored until now.
**How are we supposed to spend the night?**
His grip on the spoon tightened slightly.
**Should I act like a gentleman and tell her we should sleep separately until she remembers?**
A pause.
**Or should we stay together… like a real married couple?**
Another thought followed immediately...
**What if closeness becomes a trigger?**
For the first time that day, uncertainty crept into him. Leon decided not to force an answer. He would wait and watch her reaction.
After dinner, Mira walked naturally toward their bedroom. Leon followed behind her silently. The moment she turned to look at him, his courage disappeared.
"Mira…" he started awkwardly. "I suddenly remembered some work." He avoided her eyes.
"I'm going to the study for a while."
And before she could answer, He escaped.
Leon walked quickly into the study and grabbed a random file from the table without even reading the title. His heart felt strangely restless. All these days, she had been in the hospital. But now... They are alone. In the same house... The same bedroom. Legally husband and wife.
He leaned back in the chair and sighed heavily.
An hour passed... Maybe more. Eventually, Leon convinced himself she must have fallen asleep already. He quietly returned. He carefully opened the bedroom door, trying not to make a sound.
But the moment he stepped in... He froze. The lights were still on. And Mira was awake.
Waiting for him.
"Leo…" Her cheeks were puffed slightly, her eyes red and glossy.
"You don't like me anymore…"
Leon's heart dropped instantly. Tears trembled in her eyes, barely holding on before falling. He rushed toward her immediately.
"Mira—" Without hesitation, he pulled her tightly into his arms.
"I'm sorry," he said quickly, panic filling his voice. "I'm a scumbag… I made you cry…"
His words stumbled over each other. "I'm sorry… please don't cry…"
He cupped her face, kissing her cheeks repeatedly in a desperate attempt to comfort her before hugging her again.
"Then why…" her voice came out small and weak against his chest, "…why don't you want to stay with me?"
Leon stilled. For a second, he couldn't answer.
"I…" He lowered his gaze slightly. "Mira… I didn't know if you'd feel comfortable accepting me as your husband right now." His voice softened.
"So I thought maybe… I should give you space."
Mira slowly pushed against his chest and sat properly on the bed, facing him seriously now.
"Leo," she said quietly. "For me… you're the only person I know."
A pause.
"I…" her fingers tightened around his sleeve slightly, "…can't feel at ease without you."
Something inside Leon melted completely. "I won't repeat this," he said immediately.
His voice carried an almost frightening sincerity. "Leo will never leave Mira alone."
He raised his fingers slightly like a child making an oath.
"I swear."
Mira finally relaxed. She laid down slowly on the bed. And Leon carefully laid beside her, wrapping his arms around her gently.
Just… holding her. Within minutes, her breathing softened and she fell asleep in his embrace.
But Leon remained awake for a long time. Holding her closer... Listening to every breath.