“Alright…” Annabelle gritted her teeth and forced herself to carry on, carefully scraping away the necrotic flesh from Kendrick’s wound. To ensure it was thoroughly cleaned, she didn’t hold back.
Kendrick never uttered another sound of pain after his initial reaction. While she focused entirely on treating him, he concentrated solely on her—watching her intently. Only by keeping his eyes on her could he distract himself from the pain.
She truly had a strong stomach. To be able to handle such a gruesome wound…
Or had she seen something even worse before?
As he gazed at her delicate features, it was hard to imagine that she had once survived a fire. But he knew that behind her ear, there was a burn scar. Anna had told him that it was an oversight during her treatment—otherwise, it wouldn
