He didn't expect her to respond. He brought her hand, still struggling slightly, to his lips and gently blew on the wound. He felt the weight of his heart because of the pain he saw in her. He gently caressed Dahlia's hand before letting go and quietly putting away the first aid kit.
"What did you talk about with Claire? Did she say something to you?" he asked, looking at her intently.
Her gaze remained blank, her expression unchanged. But at that moment, he could clearly see her suffering and the pain she was feeling.
Carter cleared the painful lump in his throat. "Are you struggling because of me? Am I making things hard for you?"
Dahlia blinked twice. Carter waited for her to speak, but her mouth remained closed, which aggravated his feelings.
"If my memories are causing you pain..
