"For God's sake, Tabitha! Leave me!" Mikhail exclaimed, struggling to extricate himself from her firm hold. He never imagined there’d be a day when he’d want to put some distance between himself and her, especially not for this reason. "Not a chance," Tabitha shot back, her tone resolute as she tightened her grip around his neck in an almost protective manner. "You cannot go to work. Your wound is still not healed." Mikhail let out a frustrated groan, realizing she wasn’t going to back down easily. "You’re suffocating me." "Good," she replied without missing a beat. "At least I know you’re still breathing." He paused, exasperated but unable to suppress the smallest of smiles at her determination. It had been over a week since Mikhail found himself emotionally outmaneuvered into skippi

