Chapter 89

• After taking a trolley, I quickly gathered an array of bandages, disinfectants, wound ointments, gauze, compresses, adhesive bandages, and stitching supplies. I knew I was somewhat excessive, particularly when I tossed three different boxes of pain and inflammation medication into the trolley, but I preferred to over-prepare than to leave something essential behind.
• By the time I exited the store, only five minutes had passed, swift as a flash. I heaved all the bags into the back of the Jeep and slid into the driver's seat, steering us out of the parking lot before long.
• Despite my ability to handle tasks with remarkable efficiency, I couldn't shake the feeling that Xavier's quiet gaze was piercing into me as I drove us all back to the apartment.