"That reminds me, it's time to change your bandage, sir. Mrs. Anderson, would you mind giving me a hand?"

Theodore said nothing. His injured hand remained on the table as if accepting Judy's suggestion.

Ariana didn't object. She gently unwrapped the bandage. Her brow furrowed as she saw the state of his wrist, red and swollen.

She couldn't imagine how painful that must be, but he didn't even blink.

“Does it hurt?" she asked, concerned, as she applied ointment with a cotton swab.