You were a nobody—a simple woman he encountered in his moment of vulnerability. There was no love or even an ounce of affection harbored for you. Yet, he always found himself on your couch, seeking solace as you tended to his wounds.

His gaze dropped to your hands, fixated on the fingers bandaging him. Striving for comfort, Blade shifted his position before locking his eyes with yours as his red eyes delved into your soul.

You were a nobody, but you always looked awfully radiant to him.