Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 191 The Journal

My face burned even redder, but at this point, there was no turning back.

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The moment my silk robe slipped to the floor, I collapsed onto the bed like a lifeless doll, burying my face. into the soft silk sheets beneath me.

Out of the corner of my ear, I thought 1 heard a faint chuckle from Carter, though I didn't dare to lift my head and confirm it.

Muffled by the sheets, I muttered, "Carter, you can start now."

To break the awkwardness, I even tried to joke. "Don't go easy on me just because I'm a delicate woman."

"Alright." His laugh was clearer this time, low and warm

Then, he lifted my leg gently.

The unexpected contact made me flinch, my instincts pulling me away.

"Don't be scared, Zoey,"

His soothing tone calmed me, and I forced myself to stay still as he applied a cool ointment to my calf and began spreading it evenly.

The room filled with the faint scent of herbs. The moment his fingers pressed down, I couldn't help but

cry out.

I'm not even using much pressu

"Okay...

Relax."

He started massaging gently. "It might hurt a little at first, but the ointment works best with this technique. You'll feel much better tomorrow."

His words startled me. "Wait, you're going to massage it too?

"Of course. After exercise, you do stretches or use a massage gun to relax your muscles, don't you? This is the same idea. Just think of me as your massage therapist." Think of Carter as a massage therapist. Who in their right mind would dare?

Still, his technique felt surprisingly professional. Each motion pressed perfectly into the tension points along my muscles and tendons.

Gripping the sheets tightly, I clenched my teeth against the pain.

"Just hang in there, he murmured in a low, soothing voice, "A bit of pain now, and you'll feel much better

afterward.

"Alright...

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bedspread, now crumpled in

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muscles loosened. A wave of relief washed over me, making me almost eager for him to move to the next spot. ""How does it

chin on the back of my

do this?"

with a leg injury,

the way," he said casually. "Alright, next is your thigh. You're

earned my trust, so I nodded.

I spoke too

rolled my dress up to the top of my thigh, the heat that had finally

fingertips brushed against my skin. I let out

on my forehead from the sharp, shooting pain. His eyes, warm and focused, met mine. "Be good. Zoey. Just endure it for a bit

faint, almost imperceptible trace of something intimate

the sheets, silently chanting in my head, "You can't

I couldn't ignore the sensation of his fingertips against my skin. Each stroke sent my thoughts spiraling

again, fluttering down under the soft glow of streetlights. The yard

started to drift a

quietly enduring without

been focused on

attention

with unwavering patience for nearly two hours. He seemed tireless, far more enduring than

to feel better, guilt started to creep in. It didn't seem fair for him to keep going while

You can stop. Aren't your hands

smiled faintly. "I'm fine. Are

and spun around in front of him.

knew it, I

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voice murmured in my

myself until I was cocooned. From under the blankets, I

his tone carrying a trace

moment passed, I could still feel the lingering warmth of

exhausted to dwell on it

after a grueling morning of training, Damian reminded me, "Mrs. Bolton, the Sanders have invited you over for dinner tonight." The

of sweat rolling down my cheeks.

"All the Boltons,

between the two families recently, the Sanders were likely using

meaning to return anyway. My old room still held a few personal items I needed to retrieve, including a journal that chronicled

hidden the journal well, so it

become the

I'll go

weary body back to my room, I took a shower. When I emerged, Carter was waiting for me. with a smile and some ointment. "Come on, Zoey. Take your

as he'd predicted, I was starting to feel less shy

massage help your leg? If it does, maybe I

I wanted to return