This time, I promise.

"What do you want me to do with this regret?"

If honesty was what Nina wanted, could Finn be honest now? Or was it too late, and there was no way he could change her decision?

To be fair, Finn knew he could ask all of this in the hospital, where he looked ten times more sickly and pitiful. Knowing Nina, she wouldn't have the heart to hurt someone as vulnerable as him. However, just as she mentioned, he didn't want the situation to cloud her judgment.

Manipulation was something he could do, but he didn't want to manipulate her. Finn didn't want this one relationship to be tainted with manipulation, benefits, or insincerity—just like all the relationships he had.

"Nina." Another jagged breath escaped his lips as he cupped her face. He lowered his head until his forehead rested against hers. His lips quivered as he tried to speak.