Anna’s POV.
Inside Nalla’s hut, Nalla poured the ointment on my wound while I fed my eyes with the interior of her nearly empty room. There was no chair except a small stool, a table, and a mat spread on the floor at the center of the room, and this happened to be her living room.
I was sprawled on the mat while she leaned over me and attended to my wound. My eyes continued to scout the place and then I saw another door leading to what I perceived as another room, I could tell in the assumption that the room was empty just like the living room.
I brought back my gaze to Nalla as she bandaged me with a neat cloth. She finished, and I heaved a deep sigh of relief. “Thank you,” I said, a warm smile elongating the ends of my lips.
“You’re welcome,” Nalla said as she shoved the ointment int
