Minnie POV
I slowly walked upstairs, my steps hesitant, my heart beating faster with every step. I didn't know which room was Will's. I opened one door carefully-it was empty. I closed it again and turned to the right side of the staircase. There, at the end of the hallway, I saw a long, dark wooden door.
This must be his room...
I took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.
The moment I stepped inside, I froze.
The room was... beautiful.
It was a spacious master bedroom with warm wooden walls and soft lighting that gave the whole place a calm, comforting feel. A large bed sat in the center, neatly arranged, with soft cushions and a light-colored blanket. Beside it was a small table with framed pictures and a dim lamp glowing softly. A cozy chair stood near the side, next to a small round table stack with books.
But what caught my attention the most was the huge glass window.
It stretched from floor to ceiling, revealing a breathtaking view of the city-lights glowing like stars, the sky slowly fading into evening colors. It looked peaceful... almost unreal.
For a moment, I forgot why I came there.
Then my eyes fell on him.
Will was lying on the bed i shook my head slightly. He's sleeping like a child...
The blanket was pushed aside, and he hadn't even bothered to cover himself properly. I walked closer and gently pulled the blanket over him.
As I leaned in, I noticed something.
His forehead was covered in sweat.
My expression immediately changed.
Slowly, I placed my hand on his forehead.
It was hot.
Very hot.
My eyes widened in worry.
He has a fever...
Without wasting another second, I went to the kitchen and started preparing porridge for him. While it was cooking, I searched for the medical kit. After checking almost every cabinet like a detective on a mission, I finally found it hidden inside a drawer.
"Of course... why keep it in an obvious place," I muttered to myself.
I took a fever tablet and went back just as the porridge was ready. I poured it into a bowl, took a deep breath, and walked toward his room.
I opened the door slowly and placed the bowl on the table. Then I went near him.
He was sleeping... peacefully. Too peacefully.
For a second, I just stood there looking at him.
Even now... he looks the same...
I quickly shook that thought away and leaned slightly closer.
Minnie: "Will... wake up..."
No response.
I frowned and gently shook his shoulder.
Minnie : "Will, get up... have some food and take your tablet..." Suddenly, he opened his eyes halfway, looked straight at me... and then closed them again.
Will (half-asleep): "Minnie... why do I feel like you' re here...? I know... this is a dream..."
And he went back to sleep.
I blinked.
Then rolled my eyes.
Minnie : "Wow... even in dreams I have to take care of you?"
I leaned closer again, a little annoyed. "You are not dreaming, Will. I'm really here." This time, he slowly opened his eyes again... and froze. For a second, he just stared at me like I was something unreal.
Then he suddenly sat up.
Will: "What are you doing here, Minnie?"
I sighed.
Minnie : "I came to give you a file that you forgot to sign. Nova sent me. And when I got here, your mom said she had to go out and force me to stay and take care of you."
I crossed my arms slightly."So I didn't come here willingly. Don't get the wrong idea."
He looked at me quietly, then at the bowl in my hand.
I handed it to him. "Now eat this and take your tablet. You look like you haven't even moved since morning."
He took the bowl from my hand, still looking at me as if he couldn't believe I was there.
Then he started eating slowly.
I turned away, feeling a little uncomfortable under his gaze, and walked toward the balcony.
When I stepped outside, the view caught my breath.
Paris stretched out in front of me, glowing softly in the evening light.
For a moment, I forgot everything.
Behind me, I heard his voice again-soft, but different this time.
Will: "So... even when you're angry... you still take care of me like this"
I stayed silent for a second, looking at the city.
Then I replied quietly "Don't misunderstand... I'm just doing what your mom asked me to do."
There was a pause.
Then he spoke again, a little teasing this time.
Will: "Hmm... then I should thank my mom. Otherwise, you wouldn't even step into my house."
I turned back and glared at him. "Don't talk too much. Finish your food."
He smiled faintly for the first time in days... it didn't feel cold.
Will POV
I watched her from behind, a faint, tired smile forming on my lips. Seeing her here... in my room... taking care of me... it felt unreal-like a dream I didn't deserve.
My voice came out low, but firm. "Don't lie to me, Minnie... I know when you're lying."
She paused.
Minnie: "What do you mean?"
She walked to the table, picked up the tray, and came closer. Without meeting my eyes, she took the porridge from my hand and placed the table properly beside me.
Her voice was calm... too calm.
Minnie: "Don't overthink, Will. I'm here because Nova asked me... and Aunty told me to take care of you."
Every word she said was steady.
But it didn't feel true.
And still... it hurts.
I looked at her silently. She was lying... I knew she was.
But hearing her say it like that-like I meant nothing-broke something inside me.
I took the tablet and drank the water quietly.
She stepped back.
Minnie: "Okay... you've taken your medicine. Eat your food. I've kept the file you need to sign on the table. Once you feel better, sign it. I'll take my leave now."
Leave.
That word hit harder than anything else.
Before she could take another step, I grabbed her wrist.
She lost her balance and fell onto the bed beside me.
Before she could react, I pulled her into my arms and held her tightly.
As if letting go would mean losing her again.
My voice broke. "Minnie... please... just give me one chance..."
I closed my eyes, holding her closer and said "I need you... I want everything back... the way it was... us... in Chennai... those days..."
My breath trembled.
"I know it's all my fault... I left you... I hurt you... I thought if I walked away, you would be okay... I thought you'd forget me..."
A bitter smile escaped.
"But I was the one who couldn't forget...you ... not even for a single day..."
My grip tightened slightly, afraid she might pull away.
"I don't deserve your love, Minnie... I know that...I lost that right the moment I left you..."
My voice softened into a whisper.
"But I miss you... I miss us... I miss the way you used to look at me like I was your whole world..."
There was a pause.
A painful one.
"Please don't walk away again... not like this... not when I'm still standing here, regretting every single thing I did..."
My heart felt heavy... shattered...
"I was wrong, Minnie... I was stupid... and I broke the only thing that ever mattered to me..." I buried my face slightly near her shoulder, my voice almost fading. "Just... don't leave me again"
Minnie POV
When he hugged me... I forgot how to breathe. Everything inside me went still.His arms around me felt familiar... too familiar... like something my heart had been missing without telling me.
Then he started to speak-but before he could finish, I felt something warm on my shoulder.
I froze.
Was he... crying?
Slowly, my hands lifted on their own, and I held him back. My fingers tightened around his shirt, as if I was afraid he would disappear again.
My voice trembled as I spoke.
"Will... you know it's all over now... we can't go back to what we were"
My words broke between my breaths. "We have to forget everything that happened... you said once that if you left me, I would get better..." I let out a painful laugh through my tears.
"But it didn't, Will... it didn't get better..."
My grip on him tightened.
"You really don't know how I survived every single day without you... I left Chennai because everywhere I looked... it was you. Every street, every place... reminded me of how we laughed, how we talked... how we lived those moments..."
Tears rolled down my cheeks, falling silently.
"It was suffocating... that's why I came to Paris... thought if I changed the place, maybe I could forget you..."
I slowly pulled back just enough to look at him, my eyes filled with pain.
"But I ended up right in front of you again..."
My voice broke completely.
"The moment I saw you... everything came back, Will... every feeling... every memory... again and again..."
I shook my head weakly, tears falling without control.
"Today I'm here because of your mom... not because I'm strong enough to face you..." my heart trembling.
"So please... don't ask me to go back to what we were... I can't go through a fake relationship again, Will... I don't have that strength left..."
He slowly released the hug, his eyes red, his expression broken in a way I had never seen before.
Then he looked straight into my eyes.
Will: "I don't want a fake relationship, Minnie..."
His voice was low... but firm.
Will: "Not this time.This time... I want something real."
My heart skipped.
Will: "So give me one last chance... not to pretend... not to hide..."
His voice softened.
Will: "But to love you the way I should have from the beginning."
For a moment... the world around me disappeared.
All I could hear was my heart breaking... and healing at the same time.
I said "WilI... I.." My voice trembled, the words getting stuck somewhere between my chest and my lips. I looked into his eyes, and everything around me faded. Slowly, without even realizing it, I moved closer.
His gaze dropped from my eyes to my lips.
My breath hitched.
I closed my eyes, waiting... feeling the warmth between us, the silence stretching, the moment growing heavier-
But nothing happened.
I opened my eyes slightly.
He was just looking at me... and then he laughed.
I froze, my face instantly burning with embarrassment.
Will (teasing softly): "You know I'm not well, right?
If I kiss you, you might get sick."
For a second, I just stared at him.
Then I hit his shoulder lightly.
Minnie : "Shut up..."
Before he could say anything else, I grabbed his collar, my fingers trembling, and pulled him closer.
I kissed him. For a brief moment, he was completely still, surprised by what I did.
But then... slowly... he responded.
His hand moved to my waist, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss like he had been waiting for this moment just as much as I had.
It wasn't perfect.
It wasn't planned.
But it was real.
And it felt like every unsaid word, every hidden feeling, every moment we tried to ignore... finally found its way between us.
When we finally pulled apart, both of us were breathless.
He rested his forehead against mine, a soft smile on his lips.
Will (whispering): "So... you don't mind getting sick?"
I let out a small, shy laugh, still unable to meet his eyes properly.
Minnie : "If it's from you... I think I'll survive."
He smiled-this time softer and hugged me and in that quiet moment, standing so close to him...
I realized something maybe love wasn't about perfect timing or perfect words
Maybe it was about moments like this-
Messy... unexpected... a little funny...
But completely ours.
I slowly pulled away from the hug, my hands still resting on his shoulders.
"Your body temperature is high... just sleep," I said softly, trying to sound calm.
Will looked at me for a moment, his eyes slightly tired but still playful.
"Okay... I'll sleep," he murmured.
Then, without missing a beat-
"But you have to sleep with me."
I froze. "What?"
Before I could move, he gently pulled me closer, his fingers wrapping around my wrist.
"Relax," he whispered, his voice low and warm. "Don't overthink... I just need you next to me. I have a fever, Minnie... I don't even have the energy for anything else."
A small smirk appeared on his lips. He was definitely testing me.
My cheeks turned hot instantly. "What are you even talking about?" I said, trying to sound annoyed but failing miserably.
"I didn't even have dinner yet... there's food in the kitchen. I'll eat and come. You just sleep."
He narrowed his eyes at me, clearly not convinced, then dramatically pulled the blanket over himself like a sulking child.
I quickly stepped out of the room, closed the door, and leaned my forehead against it.
"What is wrong with me..." I whispered, pressing my finger to my lips.
My mind instantly replayed our first kiss.
I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head. "Stop it. Just stop."
Taking a deep breath, I walked to the kitchen, ate the leftover porridge, and prepared warm water with a cloth.
When I returned, he was lying there quietly-but I could tell he wasn't asleep.
"Fever patient... but attitude is still perfectly fine," I muttered under my breath.
He slowly peeked from under the blanket, a weak but teasing smile on his face.
"If you stayed next to me... I might recover faster."
I rolled my eyes and sat beside him anyway, dipping the cloth in warm water and placing it gently on his forehead.
"Sleep. Doctor Minnie is here."
Before I could pull my hand away, he caught it.
My heart skipped.
"Hmm..." he murmured softly, eyes half-closed. "Warm hands... caring face... staying this close... Minnie, are you sure you're not in love with me?"
My breath hitched. "In your dreams," I said quickly, looking away.
He tightened his hold just a little.
"Then why are you blushing like this?" he whispered.
"I'm not blushing!" I snapped-blushing even more.
He let out a soft chuckle that turned into a tired sigh.
"Stay... just until I fall asleep."
For once, there was no teasing in his voice.
I hesitated... then slowly shifted closer.
"Only because you're sick," I muttered.
"Of course," he replied, smiling faintly. "Use any excuse you want."
I glared at him, but didn't move away.
After a moment, he gently rested his head closer, still holding my hand like it was the only thing grounding him.
"Best treatment l've ever had..." he whispered, his voice fading as sleep slowly took over.
I watched him quietly, my heart softening.
"Idiot..." I whispered under my breath.
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