Chapter 36

Elyana's POV

I had to cover my chest while I let Felicity clean my wounds. He was slowly removing the peeled, soft skin using a Q-tip in a downward direction. While he does, my mind doesn't want me to rest with so many thoughts and questions that I was frightened to let out, especially when he was around, but as minutes passed by, I couldn't take it anymore, and curiosity won.

"Can I ask something?"

"Go on," he answered without a second thought.

"D-do you feel awkward right now with what you're doing?" I let out.

"No," he responded quickly.

"And how about that time you helped me?"

"W-what do you mean? The time I pulled out of the tub?"

"Y-yes." I stammered. "I-I'm just wondering—you saw me fully naked at that time, and now you're helping me clean my wounds without knowing when I'm almost naked," I cleared out.

He stopped poking my skin with a Q-tip and answered. "Why, if you were in the same situation, would you still think about what the person was wearing? Would you still think if th