_Alina's POV_
Alaric smiled gently as he continued applying the ointment. "Emma had to step out for a moment, and I was just about to return when I saw you struggling with the medicine. I thought I would help."
I sighed, feeling a mix of relief and embarrassment. "You didn't have to do that. I could've managed."
He shook his head. "I saw the scars on your back, Alina. It must hurt a lot."
I bit my lip, unsure of how to respond. His concern was touching, but I didn't want him to worry. "It’s not as bad as it looks. I've had worse."
His fingers paused, and I could feel his gaze on me even without turning around. "You always try to be so strong," he said softly. "But it's okay to let someone else take care of you for once."
His words were both comforting and disarming. I f
