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“His abdomen was so discolored with bruises that we had to run an ultrasound on him to verify he didn’t have internal bleeding. The bruising on his back also resulted in taking X-rays which came back positive for fractures to his ribs. We discovered several hours later that those same linear bruises were present on his genitalia, the front of his right thigh, both his forearms, both his shins, and he had a fluid filled blister that went completely around the circumference of his left thigh. Testing on the fluid and a debridement surgery revealed a nasty second degree chemical burn that was heavily infected.

I lie, popping the cap and lifting the bottle toward his mouth. He eyes it. “That says for external use only.” “Then shut your mouth,” I say coolly, “and it’ll be external.” He presses his lips together, flinching despite himself. His bottom lip is swollen, split, fuller on one side, bruised and tender. The top lip rests against it, blanching from the pressure. For the first time in years, he isn’t taunting me, isn’t pushing, isn’t trying to dominate the space.

Piercing the skin, giving the dripping water a soft shade of pink. Both cheeks were cut from the corner of her lips, almost all the way up to her ears, but her mouth was stitched shut with incredibly thick and black wire, or maybe even rope. I didn’t want to see more, but it was like watching a car accident; you know you should turn away, but you just can’t. Having Sofia almost whispering in my ear at the same time didn’t help. The pride in her voice was so far from what I could understand, so far from what I could ever imagine feeling looking at something like this.

I spin so fast the world blurs… And freeze. Blood has soaked through his once-pristine white dress shirt, the fabric now a macabre Rorschach test clinging to his torso. A jagged laceration peeks through the torn silk - eight inches long, glistening at the edges where emergency stitches pull the skin taut. His face is a brutalized masterpiece: Left eye swollen shut, the lid mottled purple-black Bottom lip split clean through, the wound reopening as he speaks Three parallel scratches raking from temple to jaw - “Lucina's signature”

My voice is hoarse as I inquire. "You cut your head pretty badly," I said. I turn to look at him. His right temple is touched by raising his hand. "Necessary sutures. Eight altogether. There were several minor cuts on your torso and face, but none were deep enough to require stitches. Most likely from the shattered glass. He places his hand on his right shoulder. "Shoulder dislocation. damaged ribs. broken wrist. one on the left. But it's getting better. bruises that have largely disappeared.

I take a small sip and then push it away. "Okay Julisa, make sure you drink more later it will help your throat." Tara says with a sad smile. I nod my head in understanding still wincing a little at the pain it causes. "You have a grade 2 concussion, A broken nose and fractured left cheek bone. I cleaned the nasty bite you have on your right thigh. And stitched the tear in your vagina. I still worry about infection so I have you on antibiotics." Tara says with a sigh.

She saw the bruising around his left eye socket, a mix of black and blue. Liora's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, showing a hint of worry. "Why did it have to be the face..." She reached out and lightly scraped Ben's eye socket. Instantly, Ben let out a cry of pain. "Ow ow ow!" "Fortunately, there's no bone damage; it's just a surface injury, but... this surface injury is quite severe." Hearing this, Ben picked up a nearby mirror and looked at himself. Seeing the obvious bruising and swelling, Ben broke down.

he said making me force a small at him and said " I'm all good. It's just some movements hurt the wounds. That's all " " I understand," he said and looked deep into my eyes. We both were tearing apart something in our eye lock when our faces started to get closer however, he snapped out of that charm as his eyes again narrowed at my lips. With the pad of his touch, he gently ran it over my lower lip and added " They still need good care to heal back healthy ".