Concurrently, Winston, with Alessandra’s help, reached her place.

“Winston, take a seat.

I’ll fetch the first-aid kit.

“Alright.

Winston lingered in the living room.

Shortly, Alessandra hastened down from the upstairs room, medical kit in hand.

She meticulously dipped a cotton swab in iodine, gently cleansing his arm wounds.

“Is it painful?”

Tenderly blowing on the abrasions, Alessandra raised her eyes to Winston, filled with worry.

“Does it still hurt?”

“Not at all.

Don’t fret,” Winston reassured, smiling.

“How can I not be concerned?”

Alessandra’s expression was a mix of worry and sadness.

“I feel so helpless, from start to finish, you were injured defending me.

true at

You’re far from useless.

sister

“Ignore Dotson’s comments.

represent how others view

“But…”

Alessandra spoke with a hint

Moore didn’t stand up

your confrontation

think

“No, she won’t.

reached out his uninjured

Moore will never see

tears pooling in

happened today, it’s all my

out earlier, Miss

quiet, none of

Winston’s voice remained gentle.

not your

No one blames you.

I’ll take

“No.

hand, Alessandra looked up at him

stay here and

villa and promise not to cause any

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