A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 13

“Where are you going? Treat these wounds for me!” Ian said.

“Sorry, but I’m not a doctor, nor am I obligated to do anything for you,” Sage said coldly.

Ian’s irritation grew. Hadn’t she been worried about him earlier? How could she change her mind in the next second? She was so fickle–minded!

“You’re not obligated to do anything for me? Think about who I took these injuries for!”

Sage wanted to say that he wouldn’t have gotten injured if he hadn’t raced Shane like that, but Ian looked like he wanted to settle the score with her. She genuinely wasn’t in the mood to argue with him.

She would just give in and treat his wounds. It wouldn’t take long. Wanda had already brought the first–aid kit over. Sage took out the Q–tips and rubbing alcohol with a frown.

“I’ll go attend to my chores now, Mr. and Mrs. Holcomb. Call me if anything,” said Wanda. She left.

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Sage started tending Ian’s wounds. They weren’t serious, but some of them were flesh–deep. He’d also bled quite a lot. Ian winced silently–the alcohol stung as it was applied to the wounds.

Sage softened her touch. “There we go.”

She started putting away the things when she was done applying the iodine. Ian wasn’t too happy with how perfunctory she’d been, though. He said, ” You forgot about my forehead.”

freak out over him having a chipped nail. Yet today, she hadn’t even

his forehead. Indeed, there was a wound at his temple,

glass shard had flown at him.

it

sat on the couch while Sage stood beside him so that it was easier for her to tend to his wounds. She was very close to him and bent over slightly. A few strands of her hair brushed over

Ian’s nostrils.

stuffy. He undid the buttons

his head still. The sensation of her soft hand touching

bright and glowing. He could see the thin hairs on her face. Her nose was dainty,

told him to and reached up to loop an

her head away.

lips pressed against her cheek. He could feel the softness and suppleness of her

doing?” Sage hurriedly straightened up and glared at

supposed to be tending to my wounds. Stop trying to seduce me.”

that she flung the Q–tip at

reason, he couldn’t stop himself from recalling how it had felt to hold

fingers together, suddenly feeling

glass of

flopped onto the bed. She felt defeated and angry at herself. She’d already decided not to love Ian, yet

next day. Sage avoided

suddenly came to terms with her- actions. Yes, she’d decided to keep her distance from Ian in this lifetime, but her feelings weren’t going to disappear with

was only normal that she couldn’t get out of the habit in such a short time. She would mature and