C26 Recurring Nightmares

Millan stifles a groan as Nara probes his bruised cheek.

Every time he winces, the crease between Weston’s eyebrows deepens. Millan doesn’t like seeing him so worried and jittery. It unnerves him.

Nara rolls her chair back and takes off her gloves. Millan relaxes, dangling his legs from his perch on the bed.

“It’s not healing very fast.”

“Don’t worry about it, Nara