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The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 499

Large, scalding tears finally broke free, plummeting onto the pristine drafting paper and blooming into small damp patches.

Just then.

Gideon, who had been standing behind her the entire time, stepped forward.

He pulled over a wooden chair and, without a second of hesitation, sat down directly behind her.

He reached around her waist and gently enveloped her from behind.

His broad, warm chest pressed flush against her violently trembling back, wrapping her completely in his crisp scent and steady warmth.

He didn't let her spiral, but he didn't leave her, either.

He reached out with his large, elegant hands, completely encapsulating her cold, rigid fingers within his own, transferring an endless stream of strength.

"It's okay. We'll take it slow."

His voice rang out, pressed right against her ear.

His tone was deep, rich, and filled with a boundless, unconditional indulgence.

Gideon rested his chin lightly on the top of her head.

He locked her safely within his territory, shielding her from all the frustration and helplessness in the room.

His movements were naturally practiced, driven by an undeniable, instinctual need to protect her.

The physical therapist wisely grabbed a brand-new, specialized sketching pencil from the cart and handed it to him.

Taking the pencil, Gideon guided Nora's stiff fingers one by one, resting them against the silicone grip.

Then, wrapping his own fingers tightly around hers, he secured their combined grip on the pencil.

"Today, we draw a straight line. Tomorrow, a circle. The day after, a leaf."

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