Maeve very nearly had to shove Khai out of Ana's bedroom as he incessantly hovered around them. Every time Ana so much as furrowed her brows in pain, he would begin shooting acquisitions at Maeve for being too rough on her. Maeve had only started to clean the third scratch on Ana's arms when she dropped the cotton swab in frustration and threatened to stop treating Ana if he didn't leave.
After shutting the door behind her, Maeve walked over to Ana with a heavy sigh. "Good luck to you Ana, because I find him unbearable." Her words didn't match the smile on her face or the fondness in her tone as she spoke of her brother.
Ana laughed softly because hissing in pain as Maeve lightly pressed the cotton on her wounds. "Thank you for helping me Maeve. You must be exhausted. It's past midnight."
