After they all greeted me, Duke carried me once again into the room. He helped me undress then carried me into the bathroom. He carefully and tenderly bathes me without pouring water on my bandaged feet.
Every now and then, I'd catch a glimpse of his hands trembling, reminding me of how terrified and shocked he must have been to read that text I sent.
After bathing me, he dresses me in a simple nightgown and goes down to bring something for me to eat.
He brought a little bread and soup Emily prepared and I felt bad because I wanted to be the one to take care of his parents this time around. I wanted to be the perfect lady of the house and do simple yet major things like preparing dinner for them, yet due to circumstances totally beyond my control, I'm being fed food made by my mother-in-law yet again.
He doesn't even let me eat alone, he feeds me after which he tucks me into bed. He takes the plates back downstairs and it takes a while before he returns.
