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

You’re far from useless.

my sister

“Ignore Dotson’s comments.

doesn’t represent how others view

“But…”

her head bowed, Alessandra spoke with a hint

didn’t stand

just observed your confrontation with

she, too, think I’m of no

“No, she won’t.

his uninjured hand and gently stroked Alessandra’s

will never see you

head, tears pooling in

whatever happened today, it’s

insisted on going out earlier, Miss

quiet, none of

Winston’s voice remained gentle.

your fault,

No one blames you.

take

“No.

up at him with

stay here and help

villa and promise not to cause

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