Aberdeen City, two years prior
The early morning sun filtered through the window, seeping to a certain couple inside their bedroom.
However, unlike the usual atmosphere, the air at this time was heavy with the scent of medicine and antiseptic.
Althea carefully unwrapped the soiled bandage, the sight inside slowly revealing itself. She frowned when she saw his jagged wound, it was reddish and bluish and painful-looking. Her heart ached at the gash, but continued to care for him, gently cleaning his wound.
Garan looked warmly as his wife carefully handled his wounds. One good thing that came out from that accident was that he got to spend many days straight with his wife, and she was still caring only for him.
His gaze was blatantly hot and Althea couldn't help but blush. But then she saw his wound again and felt very angry in response.
