"Oh my god…" she whispered, on the verge of tears as she stared at the wounds covering him.
Belle couldn't believe how anyone could behave normally and work around the house with such wounds on their back. She couldn't help but scold herself for actually not paying any attention to him this whole time. How could anyone be fine with this much injury?!
There were five holes on his back, the skin around them swollen and inflamed, with the holes oozing dark liquid because they had pulled off his shirt, which had been stuck to them. Apart from those, his back held scars from old wounds that had already seemed to heal.
