Things didn't go the way it seemed.
Kaito eventually left for the bathroom, thankfully without removing his trousers, and that gave her a moment of relief. Taros helped her into bed carefully, making sure she was comfortable. He didn't say much after that. He just sat beside her, waiting. Angela could barely keep her eyes open. Before she drifted off, she felt him still there—watching over her like someone who actually cared. And when she finally fell asleep, he slipped out quietly.
For the first time in her life, she felt like someone really cared.
No one had ever done that for her. Not even Grace. Even when Angela was sick and burning with fever, Grace never stayed by her side. She'd go out, leave her alone, tell her to figure it out herself. No hugs, no comfort. Just silence.
