**Mark’s POV**
“It’s fine. I am not here to hurt you. The rain is too much, so I come back to have my dinner with you,” I say, my voice gentle as I move away from the hospital bed and bring out my dinner.
“Huh?” Olivia looks at me as I bring out my dinner and set it open in the room.
I move to take my seat on the chair in the room, and Olivia continues to peer at me instead of eating her food.
“You should eat. You will have the whole time to look at me later,” I say as I set my food down on the chair and stand beside it.
“But your clothes are wet. Why did you come back? I do not need you here,” Olivia says, her voice trembling, and I know that she wants to keep her distance from me.
As I turn to look at her face, her eyes dart away from my face to her food.
“I know my body is wet. I
