Chapter Seventeen
Next Time
It felt good to finally leave the clinic on his own two feet.Of course, MaGrath had protested, bless his over-protective heart, claiming it was too soon after coming out of his coma a few weeks ago, but Yulen was damned if he would take audience in that patient bed.
Since his awakening, Atty had been by his side unceasingly, taking her meals with him as she sometimes fed him.Sleeping beside him.Cleaning and bathing him.Changing the dressings on his wounds.
And they had talked.For hours they would talk.Or she would talk and he would listen, paying more attention to the emotion in her voice.Or just for the sake of hearing her voice glide over him like a soft afternoon shadow, lulling him to sleep.
His men had requested to visit him, but Yulen had refused.He d
