Chapter 11: You Bastard

Prisley has been bumped, scared, and has been crying all the day. She is so exhausted that she falls asleep in a daze within minutes

In a state of semi-consciousness, she feels someone beside her, and her silk robe is removed.

Instinctively, she grabs a blanket to cover herself. "Heather, please don't..." She murmurs.

A soft kiss is planted on her cheek. "Don't worry, I won't touch you."

She smells a pleasant herbal scent, and then feels a slight coolness on her body, followed by warmth. A hand with medicinal liquid gently strikes on her body.

Too tired to open her eyes, Prisley says with her last bit of consciousness, "Thank you, Heather..."

Heather has changed into a robe and applies a bottle of medicine to her.

"When I get injured in sports from time to time, I’ll use this. You'll be fine soon."

His voice is deep and magnetic, like the water from a mountain stream that drips onto her heart, moist and cool.

The room changes to soft lighting, and Heather's angular face softens in t