Her heart ached as she picked up the needle and pipes.
Oberon had already picked up the baller and had placed it next to the stone slab where Nubeous was sitting. Dabbing a cotton pad with Betadine, she walked towards him with a guilty pace.
He had already rolled up his sleeves and Caroline could see that he was doing everything possible under his control to make it easier for her.
Pursing a short breath, Caroline sterilized his arm before proceeding with the prick, but she couldn't help herself act all clumsy. She tapped on his arm a couple of times but couldn't find the vein. A part of it was probably because deep down she didn't want to.
So without warning, he held her hand with his palm and whispered, "Caroline, look at me. Just look at me. It's not going to hurt." And the time she could realize he had already pushed the needle into himself.
