Amelia's Guilty Conscience

"Hey!" Blaze's face lit up with a soft, captivating smile that radiated warmth, as he rose to his feet.

Pascal quietly exited the room to give the couple some privacy.

"You're finally awake." He said, his deep voice husky laced with immense happiness.

"Hi!" Amelia's voice sounded croaked as she tried to speak. "You came."

"Of course, I did." Blaze bent over and kissed her first on the forehead before planting a gentle kiss on her dry lips making her cheek glow and her lips curve in a faint smile.

"Your work..."

"Shh..." Blaze cut her off, seeing the guilt in her eyes. "None of that matters. You are my priority and I'm here for you." He said perching by the side of her bed, holding her right hand tenderly in his.

Amelia's eyes glistened with tears at those words. "Thanks." She blinked back her tears, squeezing his hands tenderly.