[Amelia's POV - Four weeks later]
"I'll be going now," I spoke, as I turned around to see Bobby in the doorway.
At his last check-up three days earlier, Bobby had his cast and sling removed after his doctor told him he had a remarkable healing ability.
He only needed to wear a specially-made glove to support his hand for a few more weeks while he was allowed to start using his hand, to build up his strength little by little, which meant I could return to work much earlier than first anticipated, but despite his great progress over the weekend, I couldn't help but worry.
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" I asked him, as he made a small huff, as if he was offended by my question.
"I might not be able to lift anything heavy, but I can use both my arms now, so there is no reason
