Chapter 62

Andrew couldn't help but smile as he noticed her standing on her toes and stretching to reach his face. His smile was gentle, despite the bruises on his face.

Then, his gentle voice broke the silence. "Do you want me to sit?" he asked, his eyes filled with concern.

Amelia still avoided Andrew's gaze as she said, "if you want to."

Andrew held her hands as she cleaned his wounds. He looked at her and asked again, "do you want me to sit?"

Amelia hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Okay, sit," she said softly.

He moved to the chair by his desk and sat down, still watching Amelia as she continued to clean his wounds. He could sense her discomfort and hesitance, and it made him feel even more guilty about what had happened.

As she finished cleaning the wounds, Andrew reached out and gently took her hand. "Amelia," he said softly. "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. I just...I lost control."

She looked away, avoiding his gaze, but held her chin and positioned her face to his. She c