Upon her return, as they resolved their misunderstandings one after the other, Raegan couldn't help but develop feelings for Mitchel.

Mitchel had always been there for her, supporting her quietly and treating her kindly all this time. Even when she was put off by his controlling nature, he made efforts to change for the better.

Since her feelings for him were undeniable, why not just give them a shot? Instead of dwelling on the past, she decided to follow her heart. Perhaps time would tell whether they were meant to be.

Regardless of the outcome, at least they tried to get along, preventing the regret from entering the picture.

Finally, with a newfound resolution, Raegan gave a soft yet decisive nod. "Mitchel, let's give us a shot."

"What did you say?" Mitchel couldn't believe his ears and put his hand near her mouth. "Bite me. I'm not sure if I'm dreaming or having an illusion"

He seemed to be overwhelmed by the happiness brought by her words, feeling the joy was surreal.

A twinge of pain touched Raegan's heart, her eyes shining. “Mitchel, don't make me sad again." She didn't want her trust in him to be misplaced.

Mitchel's eyes gleamed, his mouth shut tight, as he chose to remain silent. The next moment, he bent down quickly, drew her in, and gave her a gentle, lingering kiss.

Following the kiss, he cupped Raegan's face, his voice rough with emotion. “I'll love you every moment until the end of my days.”

Raegan wasn't fond of such talk. They had just agreed to give their relationship a try. Such promise seemed to weigh too much.

She looked up at him. "Please, don't talk like that."

Mitchel simply smiled and held her closer, resting his head on her shoulder.

Then, Raegan felt her neck wet. She trembled slightly and realized he had shed a tear. Without uttering a word, she embraced him tightly.

Only when her hand brushed against his skin did she pause and pull away, her voice filled with worry, “Mitchel, is your back hurting?"

She vividly remembered the rock striking him. Mitchel's complexion had visibly paled from the blow.

“It doesn't hurt anymore." Despite his pale face, Mitchel managed a smile. “Just knowing you're safe is all the healing I need."

Raegan, unconvinced by his stoic facade, recalled the size of the rock that had hit him, something she doubted anyone could shrug off.

With concern in her eyes, she started to undo his shirt to inspect the damage. "I need to see for myself."

Mitchel stopped her by pressing her hand against his chest, his tone playful. “Why the hurry? Are you into doing this outside?"