Obsession His Runaway Bride (Noelle and Adrian) novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Sunset

Chapter 125: Sunset

Since the day Grace woke up, Keegan never missed to visit.

He didn’t make a show of it. He brought flowers, yes, but only for the vase on her bedroom’s bedside table. Other than that, there were no dramatic declarations. He didn’t try to force a smile out of her or ask how she was feeling when the answer was written in the weight under her eyes. He just showed up quietly, consistently, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

He brought her tea in the mornings, still hot in its porcelain cup. Sometimes he’d leave it on the bedside table without a word. Other times, held sit with her in silence, watching the steam curl as she wrapped her hands around the mug. He didn’t press her to talk. Didn’t ask for anything in return.

Grace didn’t know what to make of it at first. Part of her thought he was keeping watch out of duty. Maybe pity. She didn’t trust it, not right away. She had too many people stand at her bedside just long enough to feel good about walking away.

But Keegan stayed.

Even on the days she refused to look at him. Even when her voice was sharp, or when she pretended to be asleep. He stayed through it all. Unbothered. Patient. Steady in a way that made her chest ache.

He didn’t talk much about what happened. Didn’t ask about the bruises, or the nightmares, or the way she sometimes flinched when someone entered the room too fast: But she knew he noticed. He saw everything… but he just chose not to use her pain as an invitation.

And maybe that’s why she began to slowly let her guard down.

She started looking forward to the knock on her door each morning. She stopped pretendi to be asleep when he walked in. She let him help her up from the bed when her legs were too weak and didn’t scold him when his hand lingered at her back a little longer than necessary.

Keegan never said the wrong thing. And maybe that was part of the problem… he knew when to stay silent. When to leave space. He never filled the room with meaningless words. He made it safe for her to not be okay.

She didn’t tell him she appreciated it.

But she did start asking little things. Like what time it was. Or if he’d eaten. She asked what the weather was like, or whether the city lights still flickered at night. Small talk but it was more than she’d given anyone in a long time.

And Keegan answered every time like the questions meant the world.

There were brief and fragile moments where she caught herself watching him. Not with

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suspicion but with something warmer. A kind of curiosity she wasn’t ready to name. He had a way of being near her without making her feel like she had to give something back.

That was new.

That was dangerous.

Still, she didn’t ask him to stop coming.

And even if she didn’t say it out loud, she knew. Somewhere under the bruises and fatigue, under the pain she hadn’t yet unpacked, she knew.

She was beginning to trust him.

And though she kept her feelings locked behind her silence, deep down, she was starting to wonder what it would feel like… to be held by someone who never needed to be told how much she had endured in order to love her.

She wasn’t ready to give him her heart.

But she was no longer pretending she didn’t feel it beating whenever he walked through the door.

Keegan was quietly unpacking the food by the window with sleeves rolled to his forearms, handling each container with gentleness that didn’t match the reputation people whispered about him. The soft rustle of plastic, the clink of silver against porcelain, and the muted hum of afternoon light filled the room.

Grace watched him in silence while her head rested against the pillow and her fingers curled loosely against the blanket. She had been doing that a lot lately… watching him.

And before Grace knew it, her lips parted to speak.

“Can you help me up?”

Keegan instantly froze as the rustling fell into stillness. For a moment, he didn’t look at her almost as if he needed to be sure he’d heard it right. But when he finally turned, there was no disbelief on his face. And then… a softness slowly spread across his features, subtle but unmistakable. The kind that reached his eyes and lingered there.

He said nothing at first.

He simply steadily walked to her side like he feared a wrong move might make her retreat again. But she didn’t. She only watched him come closer.

“Of course,” he murmured in a gentle voice.

His hands didn’t rush. One came to cradle the back of her shoulder, the other sliding beneath her arm with careful steadiness. He helped her up, guiding her like she was something sacred.

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And Grace, for the first time, didn’t flinch from being touched.

When her feet finally met the floor, a small hum of relief escaped her and she smiled before she looked up at him.

Straight into his eyes.

It was the first time she’d done that. Not in fleeting glances but with an intentional gaze that made the world slow around them.

“Do you…” he began, carefully as his voice sounded barely above a whisper, “do you wanna go somewhere? I’ll take you. If you want to.”

He left it open, hanging between them like a quiet offering.

Grace didn’t answer right away. Instead, her eyes drifted past him, toward her large bedroom window where golden light had begun to spill in like honey.

Then, slowly, with the same certainty that had startled him just moments before, she returned her gaze to him.

“Yes,” she said softly. “I want to watch the sunset by the window.”

“…with you.”

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