"You've definitely looked better," she replies lightly, her beautiful face all scrunched up with concern. I want to reach out and grab onto her, but her fingertips leave my face before I can, and I’m left with a raw feeling of disappointment. Opening my eyes again, I see her knelt down on the floor, getting ready to take over my father’s task of cleaning my wounds. It’s then that I realize we’re alone, everyone having taken off. "I scared them off, eh?" I mumble, watching her with an intensity I’m sure she feels in her gut. She scrunches her lips to the side as
