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CHAPTER 14
Tending Wounds.
The basement was quiet now, but the air still hummed with adrenaline. Maya set the flash drive down gently, her fingers lingering on it before she turned toward Adrian. He was sitting by the edge of the bed, arm wrapped with the torn piece of his shirt, bruises dark along his chest and arms. The piece of clothes had slowed the bleeding, but the sight of it made her stomach knot.
“You need proper care,” she said softly, pulling the first aid kit out of the drawer beside the bed.
Adrian shook his head lightly. “I’m fine. Just...” He paused, exhaling through his nose, “...help me clean this.”
Maya knelt in front of him, her hands careful, precise. She wiped away the sweat and blood with antiseptic wipes, her fingers brushing against bruised skin, sticky and tender. His eyes stayed locked on hers, a soft intensity that made her chest flutter.
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