The room looked silent; only the soft sound of cotton touching skin and Daren’s breath, occasionally restrained from the sting, could be heard.“Sshh …,” Daren hissed softly.Meanwhile, Liora sat very close in front of him. The scent of antiseptic mixed with the masculine fragrance she knew so well, yet for some reason, that afternoon it felt unfamiliar.“Don’t move,” Liora said softly when Daren winced. “Your wound needs to be treated. If it’s left like this, it could get infected. If you stay stubborn, it might even leave a scar,” Liora scolded adorably.Daren smiled faintly, trying to lighten the atmosphere. “I’m not that weak. It’s just a small wound. Don’t worry too much, Darling,” Daren looked at Liora gently.Liora did not return the smile. Her hand remained gentle as she wiped the dried blood at the corner of Daren’s lips, but her mind was no longer as calm as her movements. Since earlier, she had felt something disturbing, something she could not explain. A question lingered—
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