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.

not true at

You’re far from useless.

sister Winston

“Ignore Dotson’s comments.

represent

“But…”

head bowed, Alessandra spoke with

didn’t stand up

just observed your confrontation with

she, too, think I’m

“No, she won’t.

his uninjured hand and

will never see you

head, tears pooling in

happened today,

hadn’t insisted on going out earlier, Miss

quiet, none of this

Winston’s voice remained gentle.

your

No one blames you.

take

“No.

Alessandra looked up at him with a serious

here

in the villa and promise not

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