Cassie’s POVI decided to cook a beef stew in a tomato broth. It was going to be a treat, and I hoped it would bring some comfort. By the time everything was ready, it was already dark outside. I assumed Mr. Dax was at Angel’s apartment.I knocked on his door, and when he answered, his face was slick with sweat and he looked in considerable pain."Hi, Cassie. I’m sorry, but I’m not in any condition to entertain you tonight," he mumbled, his discomfort evident.I gave him a warm smile and took his hand gently. Gradually, he seemed to calm down, his tension easing as he looked at me with a mix of exhaustion and relief. "How?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.I shrugged, simply feeling the need to offer comfort. "Do you want to have dinner at my place? Charlie is there, waiting for us," I suggested.He hesitated, clearly conflicted. "I don’t want to impose on you and your family."I chuckled softly. "It’s just the three of us. You won’t be a bother."Reluctantly, he agreed, and
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