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It finally bursts out through my mouth, startling the other occupants of the room. I crack my eyes open right on time to see Lior rushing to wooden seat next to a bed I am laying. It hurts to turn my neck and I can barely see the whole of him. "You're back to life!" he says with a gentle smile. "How are you feeling?" "I . . . can't move my neck," I stutter in a voice so hoarse that I doubt it's mine. "The wounds and swells will soon heal. Linda is a good doctor. And I got her all the best herbs," he replies, gesturing back at his counterpart who is out of sight as I cannot turn my neck just to look at her.

Third Persons POV "Do you still feel any severe pain down your abdomen again?" Dr Adnan enquired, worriedly. Reedah's lips curved into a smile. "Not really. I'm much better now Alhamdulilah. It just itches." She responded. "I'm glad it's just that. It shows you're healing already. Just make sure you don't scratch it, please. Every time it itches, try to endure and clean it with methylated sprit." Dr explained to her.

Its voice was rough and hoarse, yet had a strange melody to it. Miranda's lips twitched upwards in a small smile, but the effort felt like a searing burn on the muscles around her mouth. She winced in pain as the ache spread like wildfire, engulfing her entire face. It was as if her muscles had been stretched to their limit, then pulled back and released abruptly, causing an intense throbbing sensation. She gritted her teeth, trying to suppress the pain, but it only seemed to intensify with each passing moment. Finally, she opened her mouth to take a deep breath, hoping to relieve the discomfort, but even the simple act of breathing made her wince in agony.

Shedim slightly turned his head to the side, wondering if he had heard her right. In the meantime, Enkeli had gotten Lily to turn over and raised the t shirt to observe her wounds. They weren’t that deep fortunately but there were extremely red lash marks on her whole back sparing just the upper most part. She applied the ointment despite her wincing and whimpering and decided to give her a syrup painkiller which she drank very reluctantly, hating it’s taste to her core. It was the most disgusting thing she had ever drank and after it she made a face as if she would retch it out at any moment.

He was superior, after all. Jaida reached into her book bag to pull out a notebook, but as she did so, her hand brushed against another. She cringed as a small burning sensation spread through her left index finger. When she pulled it back out, there was a thin white line down the side of it. Why do paper cuts always hurt so much? She gently blew on the wound, trying to make it stop burning, but the gesture wasn't helping any. It soon began bleeding a bit.

I caressed the page with my hand softly. I hissed lowly as I felt a small sting on my index finger. A small clean cut slowly appeared on it. I clenched my hand into a fist, trying to comfort the tiny yet painful sting of the wound. “Why do small wounds like these hurt like hell more than bigger wounds?”, I mumbled. Although I have never had any bigger wounds than this. Lyv sniffed behind me. “I smell blood!” She sniffed down my torso up to my hair and moved towards my hands – letting her nose take the lead. “Oh my god, what is that?!”, freaking over a small wound.

The pain of my healing is like something searing through my body. I can almost feel the fire crawling across my skin. It hurts. Like really fucking hurts. “You guys get some pain killers?” I force out of my throat. “We got lidocaine and morphine at our place. Can you hold on for like 15 minutes?” some dude I don’t know says. “Yeah,” I grudgingly say. I can hold out if it means that I’ll get something that will numb it.

Every day that passed away in Vidar was becoming more torturous than the last. A brand what Vidar he left at the my neck all those months ago used to be just two little spots where his canines pierced me. You points they were one little elevated It is cured with scar tissue – barely noticeable unless you were looking for them. Now, however, it looked absolutely horrible. They were red and irritated, surrounded by a rash that spread across my neck , shoulder, and chest. Vidar's two tooth punctures opened and bled constantly, staining anything I wore, even though I tried to keep it covered with a bandage.

She was bandaged, other than having a sharp pain on her scalp, it was only a wound on her forehead. Linda looked at her, a little speechless but also a little distressed. Tania also had a face full of self-blame and guilt. When Cynthia was being stitched, she was also in so much pain that she had to take a few breaths of cold air to stitch three more times. Fortunately, the stitches were a little closer to the hairline, so even if Little Scar was stitched later on, it wouldn't be too obvious. At the entrance of the Kahman Company, Lucy and her friend Lena were also battered and exhausted. Lucy's butt hurt, her scalp hurt, and there were even five or six wounds on her face where blood could b

This situation became more complicated because she was experiencing the same reaction as me. Suddenly, Jayden’s name echoed in my mind, causing the throbbing pain from the mark on my neck that he left to intensify. The memories flooded back, bringing with them a mix of emotions—anger, fear, and a lingering sense of betrayal. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the sudden surge of pain that shot through my body. It felt as though the wound from Luciana’s disappearance, which I thought had healed, was now reopening. I gently touched the area, hoping to find some relief, but instead, the pain intensified.