Amanda’s pov.
“Maggie’s already had a look at him, the poison will cause a lot of discomfort but he’ll heal in no time,” Ivy explains, I struggle a little to keep up with her due to my lingering injuries, they were healing, albeit very slowly and I attributed that to Asher’s current state.
We pause in front of Asher’s door and she seems to think deeply about her decision before knocking on the door twice. I expect her to wait for a reply, but she just rips the door open and slips in with a calm look on her face, I follow, though a little more reluctant. My reluctance fades into crushing worry when I see Asher though, he’s spread out on the chaise lounge, dressed in a deep red robe and matching trousers, the robe is left open to expose his bare chest and the discoloured wound on his stoma
