THE BOSS I HATED TO LOVE
She approached Celina with a kind smile.
“Ma’am, your face and hands are covered in blood. Let me clean you up, okay?”
Celina nodded weakly. The nurse wet the towel and began wiping her face gently, then her hands—still stained with Thor’s blood. Celina’s tears mixed with the warm water, streaming silently down her cheeks.
“Thank you…” she whispered.
“That’s what we’re here for,” the nurse replied softly.
A moment later, Celina lay back with the team’s help. The cool gel spread across her belly, and soon the room filled with a sound that broke the tension like light through a storm.