Wilfred's back was smooth and unblemished, his skin noticeably fairer than most, making the bruises stand out starkly.

However, Karina wasn't distracted and her entire focus was on carefully applying the medication.

But for Wilfred, maintaining his composure was far more challenging.

The warmth of her breath and the faint tremble of her fingertips felt like a persistent feather brushing over his senses, teasing his composure.

For the first time, Wilfred realized just how sensitive his back was, and the discovery filled him with regret. His fists clenched as he silently endured.

Suddenly, Karina leaned closer and gently blew on the bruised area. "Does it hurt? I'll blow on it to make it better."

His entire body stiffened, and in one swift motion, he grabbed his shirt and shrugged it back on, quickly pulling his lab coat over it. His voice came low and firm. "That's enough. No need for anything else."

them, a man and a woman, alone together. The intimate setting, combined with what had just transpired, made her

interrupted her before she

the police station, they completed their statements, then sat down with the officers and the family

with every word. From the moment they

with grief. "He killed my daughter! Isn't it only right that a life be

to reason with

longer. "Even if that's what you think, justice is determined by the law, not vigilante violence. And for

words only fueled the family's

the yelling escalated, Karina turned to the officers, ready to recount the events leading up to the surgery. But

handle this," he said, taking control of the

tone unwavering. Even the officers nodded in agreement as he laid

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