Third person POV
“Mr. Vernon?” Raina raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Why are you here? Your arm hasn’t healed yet; you don’t need to be at work.”
“I came to have you change the dressing.” Frank strode in unabashedly, holding out his arm. “The nurse at the hospital was too rough. You’re the only one I trust; you are gentle, Ms. West.”
Lily shot him a knowing look, pulled Chris along, and left quietly, shutting the door behind her. Frank was so much better than that worthless Harrison.
Raina sighed inwardly, watching him clown around, though a pang of guilt tugged at her. After all, he was injured because he had saved her.
“Sit. I’ll change it.” She retrieved her first-aid kit from the office cabinet, carefully unwrapping the bandages and cleaning his wound.
“Ow… still hurts a bit, g
