ASHER I don’t get it. There was nothing wrong with taking care of her. We’ve seen her naked before. Why the hell was she acting like we committed a crime? I watched her bury her face in her palms, shaking her head like we had committed some unforgivable scandal. "Oh my goddess, oh my goddess, I’m finished,” she kept muttering. “Why are you acting like this, Alessia?” I asked, genuinely confused. “Your clothes were filthy when we brought you in. You couldn’t bathe yourself because you were unconscious, so we helped. What’s the big deal?” Her head snapped up. She stared at me with wide eyes full of disbelief and disgust. “Then Azriel took off my clothes and bathed me; Axel applied the lotion, and you changed me into this,” she repeated, recounting every detail I had casually mentioned. I nodded. "Yeah. And?” still not seeing the problem with our actions. She grabbed the pillow beside her and hurled it straight at my head. "Get out!” she yelled. I dodged it easily, my brow fur
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