Munchkin had fallen into a deep sleep on our way back to the villa although the journey was not long. Theo carried him back to the room.
As for me, I was lying on the bed as my back hurt from sitting so long.
Theo saw me when he came in. He came over to check on my injury and was stopped by me for some reason. "What are you doing?"
"Looking at your wound."
"Oh."
I let go of my hand and let him check it.
"How is it?" I asked.
"It's still quite red. This stick wasn't light." There was a bit of distress in his voice.
I sat up and looked back at him. "It's not light, but fortunately, Munchkin is fine. I'll go and see Nicky."
If it were not for her, Munchkin would have been injured.
When I came to her room, the door was open. I knocked on the door. "Is that you, Wanda? The door isn't closed."
I pushed open the door. Walking in, I found her packing her luggage and went to stop her. "Nicky,
what are you doing?"
"I've been intruding on you for a long time. Didn't we already discuss this? I'll move out when I get back." She continued folding her clothes after she said that.
I frowned, and when I saw the wound on her face, I felt bad.
"The premise was that you had recovered from your injury, but now you have a new injury. How can I let you go?"
Hearing my bitter tone, Nicky looked up at me. "It's just a skin injury. It doesn't need taking care of."
I stared at her and opened my mouth to say, "The doctor told me that it’s very likely to leave a scar. If you stay here, Theo will find the best doctor to take care of you. If you go back, it'll be inconvenient."
She stretched out her hand to cover her face. In the mirror, her once delicate right face now had a wound covered with gauze on it. She was likely sad about it too.
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