Roisin
“You don’t have to do this,” Olivine murmured, his voice low and rough. “You’ve already done more than enough.”
I shook my head, my fingers stilling for a moment as I met his gaze. “I want to do this. I need to make it right, Olivine. I hate seeing you like this, knowing it’s my fault.”
Olivine’s eyes softened, the anger and frustration from earlier melting away. “Roisin… it’s not all your fault. I… I should have been there sooner. Shouldn’t have let you get hurt in the first place.”
His words caught me off guard, leaving me momentarily speechless. Instead of responding, I focused on finishing the bandage, my fingers brushing over his skin with a tenderness that startled even me. When I finally tied off the bandage, I lifted my gaze. Our faces were only inches apart.
“I’m sorr
