The room grew silent. Ever so slowly, Mark opened his eyes and turned to his side. Stroking her face with his slender fingers, he then tucked her hair behind her ear. He softly pecked on her and gave a small kiss on little Charlotte's cheek.
He then got up and quietly headed to the washroom to take a quick cold shower.
Under the care of professional nurses, Dean's legs had been recovering quickly. He could feel his legs again and could even stand on his feet for up to a minute.
He had gotten used to living in Athana, and he hadn't seemed to be home-sick which was much to Summer's relief.
"You should bring Charlotte back," he said as he smiled and continued, "I think she has gotten quite sick of having the food here by now."
"But what about you?" Summer asked while staring at him.
"I'll return to Santabaca when my legs have fully recovered. I would naturally return soon. I still have a job there after all. Plus, I have the most renowned nurses here taking care of me, what else is there for you to worry about? Go home, and live well with him."
I guess someone who wasn't meant for you would never belong to you,' he thought as a bitter smile plastered on his face.
"Fine, I'll head back. When you've returned to Santabaca, don't forget to give me a call," she said.
She, too, agreed that she wouldn't be much help to him by staying in Athana.
"Okay," he replied while smiling.
The night view in Athana was beautiful with lights shining through the night sky. After admiring the view, the trio had headed back to Santabaca.
"Let's head back to my apartment," he said as he took over her suitcase and gazed at her.
She shook her head, "I think I should bring Charlotte home first."
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