Mira's eyes widened as she stared at Zamian.
He was relieved that she no longer felt guilty for something she hadn't done wrong, and his words were completely serious.
Her gaze faltered when the pain returned. It was less intense than before, possibly due to the soothing effect of his hand on her stomach. Zamian set the hairdryer down on the table and switched it off. With one hand still resting gently on her tummy, he pulled out his phone with the other and began typing with focused determination.
He quickly searched for "how to soothe period pain" on his phone. After skimming through the information, he typed a few notes before scooping Mira up into his arms, catching her off guard. She was about to protest, but the warmth of his embrace was soothing. His hand, previously rubbing her tummy through her silk pajamas, now made direct skin contact. The sensation was different—more intimate and comforting—than before.
