"So, how is she now?" Graham sat across from Hayden and asked curiously. The "she" He was referring to was obviously Ayla.
"She's recovering, at least." Hayden answered after a slight pause. He squinted his eyes at Graham.
"Hey, what's with that look? I'm not going to take her away from you, okay?" Graham was scared stiff by Hayden's cold and sinister gaze.
"She doesn't want anyone's help in wiping her body clean." Hayden retracted his gaze when he heard what his friend said before he continued.
"Otherwise? Did you want to help her with that?" Graham smirked at him and said teasingly .
He was about to tease him more when Hayden's glare instantly made him swallow the words that were at the tip of his tongue.
"Fine, make sure she applies this to her scars and wounds after cleaning them up." Graham stopped his teasing and took out the ointment from the drawer before passing it to Hayden.
