For a fleeting moment, everything felt peaceful. Malva's warm embrace enveloped me, his arms wrapped tightly around me with a loving tenderness. Gently, as he finally pulled back, his gaze locked onto mine, his eyes filled with concern. He guided me to the chair, his hand supporting my elbow.
As I sat, Malva's attention shifted to my toe. His jaw clenched, a subtle tension betraying his calm demeanor. His eyes narrowed, scrutinizing the injury.
What have I done? The thought weighs down on me now. I have thought he is the real villain and I have condemned him. I have cursed him and... Oh no.
My thoughts were put to a pause when Malva reached out to my cheek and caressed it.
" What were you thinking, putting yourself in harm's way just to get to me? " His voice was low and husky, tinge
