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Dalia's POv

A week later,

"Can you raise your hands?" I did as Dr. Ryan requested. I think I am going to be discharged today. Beside me sat Eros and Emily. They all had expectant looks on their faces.

They all wanted me to go home.

"You are good to go. Don't hesitate to alert us if you feel pain anywhere. Eros won't let me off the hook.." Dr. Ryan trailed with a nervous smile. All these while he was avoiding Eros' intense gaze.

Now I see the bruises clearly. He has been hiding his face from me under dark sunglasses. Apparently, the dimmed lights were for him and not for me. I saw it a day after the first visit.

Now he is putting on another dark shade. Jeez… it's unsettling to see him under that shade. What the hell happened to his eyes? Emily has refused to tell me no matter how I whined.

"You know, you could ask instead of staring." I turned to find Eros obviously glaring at me from under there. Is there som