bonus chapter 97

“I’m over here,” said a small voice filled with pain. It was coming from the floor on the other side of the bed.

He rushed over and saw her holding her foot, her hands covered in blood. Without a word he grabbed a towel from the closet, wrapped it around her foot, picked her up, and carried her into the kitchen. He set her down on a chair before unwrapping the towel. Molly winced in pain.

“What happened, Mols?” he asked gently, sitting on the floor in front of her.

She sighed. “I think Orange knocked a picture frame off the dresser and it broke. I stepped on the glass.”

He washed her foot off gently. “It doesn’t look that bad,” he said. “You won’t need stitches.”

“Good,” she said. She was so tired. Tony could hear it in her voice. “That’s the last thing I need.”

Tony cleaned her foot up and handed her a rag to wash the blood off her hands. He was quiet as he carefully bandaged her foot up. He kissed her leg and held her foot in his lap.

“You broke the door,” Molly said, exhaust