So mysterious!

The older man seems to notice her distress, and walks back towards the bed slowly, sitting next to her.

"You can tell me whatever it is, you know," he states gently, a warm smile playing on his lips.

She swallows thickly, glancing up at him hesitantly.

"It's... It's nothing," she answers shakily. She hates herself for sounding so weak. She hates it. She wants him to know that she's strong and brave and independent.

Sergio raises an eyebrow at her, a playful smirk appearing on his face. "If you say so..."

She bites down on her lower lip anxiously, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Don't worry about me, alright?" She says.

"It's nothing."

Sergio frowns. "Nothing?"

Serena nods.

"Are you sure?" She shrugs.

"Okay… Well, if you need anything, I'll be downstairs," he replies with a small smile, standing up and putting his hand on her shoulder reassuringly, squeezing lightly.

"Just remember that I love you, okay? Don't forget that."

She smiles weakly. "Yeah."

His expression softens, and he l