Marco walked into the room, his footsteps barely making a sound on the marble floor. The morning sun streamed in through the opened curtains, shining on Alessia’s sleeping form.

Marco made his way to the window area to close the curtains.

The maids were incompetent to let the sunshine on a sick patient.

Afterward, he turned to look at her peaceful face. Her eyes were closed as she was completely unaware of his presence.

He sighed deeply, a mix of emotions swirling in him. He stayed put for a while, just watching her face, and finally, he moved to leave the room.

The moment he left the room and closed...