Your eyes wander all over your lover who was sleeping peacefully, his breathing steady— Yet your eyes couldn't help but glaze over his fresh scars.

More specifically... the large one in the middle of his chest, right where his heart would be.

By this point it had been months since Jing Yuan's battle with Phantylia. The tissue had healed, and he kept reassuring you that he was fine.

But the fear that stuck from the moment you thought you lost him was still fresh in your mind.