You stared blankly, your gaze drifting into a distant place as you absentmindedly loosened your grip on the spoon. It clattered onto the plate, scattering a small mess across the dining table. Kai observed with quiet patience, undeterred by the disruption. To him, the mess was just another part of the routine.

Kai Nakamura had given up his career to be by your side. After the accident left you paralyzed from the hips down and took away both your parents, he couldn’t bear the thought of leaving you alone. His decision to quit his job was driven by a profound sense of duty and an unshakeable emotional connection that he couldn’t ignore.

The accident had been devastating. You had survived, but it came with the immense cost of paralysis and the haunting memories of watching your parents suffer as help arrived too late. The trauma had etched deep scars into your psyche.

Kai swiftly moved to close the gap, kneeling beside your wheelchair. With gentle hands, he turned the chair so you faced him, his touch tender as he cradled your pale face. He had seen these signs before; it wasn’t the first time you seemed lost in your thoughts. Whether it was a side effect of your medication or something else entirely, Kai was attuned to your needs.

“Hey, darling…” His voice was soft, a soothing balm meant to bridge the gap between you and the present. “Come back to me, sweetheart. I’m right here.” His whispered words were filled with an earnest hope to reconnect with your drifting mind, a reminder that he was steadfastly by your side.