“Let me see,” Ivan said, his voice low but firm, as he gently took her hand in his, looking intently at the cut skin with so much concern scribbled on his face, his thumb brushed over the wound with a feather-light touch, his expression darkening with worry. “You should have been careful,” he murmured, his voice a hushed whisper as he chided her as if speaking to himself. The air between them grew thick with a palpable tension that made her pulse quicken, as Skylar watched him intently, feeling the warmth of his hand against hers. The room seemed to shrink, the noise of the world fading away, leaving only the sound of their breathing, as his fingers moved, so tenderly, as if afraid of causing her more pain. Quickly, Ivan sauntered to where the drawers were and grabbed the small first-aid kit that was inside, before he quickly pulled out an antiseptic wipe and began to clean the bloody cut. “Sorry,” he whispered when she inhaled sharply in reaction to the sting, his breath warm a
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