Chapter 10

Effortlessly retrieving a first aid kit from the recesses of his wardrobe, Alexander positioned himself beside Chloe, the flex of his knee serving as a makeshift seat. Positioned thus, he embarked on the task of tending to her injury, his skillful hands navigating the contents of the kit with practiced ease. Chloe, determined to assert her independence, attempted to protest, insisting she could manage the task of self-treatment and downplaying the severity of the cut.

However, Alexander's demeanor brooked no argument. Firmly yet softly, he issued a single word, "Quiet," effectively extinguishing Chloe's protests in the face of his resolute intent. Undeterred by her resistance, he proceeded to cleanse the wound with meticulous care, a portrait of concentration. Chloe's gaze, though involuntarily riveted to his ministrations, mirrored a spectrum of emotions, including vulnerability and an unspoken admiration for his unwavering attentiveness.

With a quiet pronouncement of "All done," Ale