Santiago's POV
"Nadia, are you ready now?" I asked standing by the door of her bathroom. There were muffled sounds of her hurting and shuffles of movements.
"I will be done in a...ah, I am fine. Can you please go away? I won't be able to face myself if you see me in my state," she sighed even when she was injured.
The girl was just too stubborn. Never needing my help when necessary.
"You sure you will be fine if I am gone? I doubt you won't be able to stand on your own because of the fall. I will just help you out and leave you till you are ready to get treated," I tried to convince her but that only made her get more angry.
"No, don't you get it? I am fine! Have you forgotten that I can heal myself? Space! I need space away from you! Ugh," she dramatically yelled and I
