"Nahor! What happened to your hand?"Neya worriedly asked.
She quickly entered the room and went to pick the First Aid kit in the drawer.
Before Nahor could say anything, she was already cleaning his wound with cotton wool and immediately tied a bandage around the room.
Nahor just looked at her being so surprised at her actions.
This wasn't the first time she acted like that. Why was he so surprised then?
,"Nahor, you need to learn to be more careful with your self."
Neya said.
Every word she said was melting his heart. "Why does she have to be so kind,"he asked himself.
He just left the room like he always did if he wanted to avoid such situations.
Neya thought of Nahor being a coward in small situations like those despite him being so brave.
"Oh Nahor, it won't be long till I successfully conquer your heart,"Neya said to herself.
Nahor had tried being so distant to Neya but there was always a situation that aided Neya in working out her plan. It was like fate itself wanted Neya to succeed in her mission.
Neya knew that Nahor would soon be very different. She just had to wait for perfect opportunities such as the one she just had.