"She is fine. Just some ligament tears." The doctor reported making Steven heave a sigh of relief. "At least you were precautious this time." He added sitting on the chair beside her.
"It will be tiring to wear this all time!" Throwing aside the bulletproof vest, Mia mumbled as a nurse dressed her wound.
Patting her head, he looked at white bandage on her waist and sighed.
"Can I request something?" Holding both of her hands, Steven looked at her, his eyes painted in fear. And at her nod, he continued, "Just quit everything."
"You mean?" Mia asked noticing the unease in his eyes.
"By killing Jose, you not only them disrupted but also their emotions. So now, all they wish is to kill you in torture."
"Not that they didn't wished before this attack." Mia added looking at the IV drip and Steven sighed at her stubbornness.
