He attempted to shield her gaze, but she persisted.

She asked him to sit by the tub. Dipping a towel in water, she gently wiped his body. Each stroke was delicate, her heart fluttering with concern for his comfort.

"It hasn't hurt in a long time, Alexis. It's okay," he reassured softly, lowering his head.

Alexis bent down, pressing soft kisses to his scars.

Though unseen by Leonel, tears streamed down her face. She quickly composed herself and continued wiping.