Chapter 267

• I watched Rafael closely, focusing on every precise movement as I finished dressing his hand. My gaze dropped for a second, and I felt the flutter of my own lashes a rare lapse, a small window of vulnerability I rarely allowed anyone to see. Especially not him.
• A subtle warmth stirred in my chest. I didn’t often let that side of me show, certainly not in public.
• He glanced down at the two layers of bandages I’d wrapped around his wrist and let out a low chuckle. “Isn’t this a bit much for a minor scratch? It doesn’t seem serious.”