She was watching me cautiously as I pulled out of my suit jacket and threw it away on the couch. It was very unnerving when she did that. Wordlessly, I headed into my walk-in and placing the cufflinks back in their place, I rolled up my sleeves and headed to the bathroom. From the medicine cabinet I grabbed an ointment that I hoped would work and decided to grab some ice from the bar. Going about doing this random stuff was an attempt to calm myself down because I knew I needed to deal with this cautiously.
Gathering everything on a tray, I finally walked over to her and placed it down on the bed before turning my eyes to her.
Amara blinked back at me and there was not an inkling of pain in her face. It was just impassive as always. Like nothing happened. Like she didn't get molested by
