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."

The intimate setting, combined with what had just transpired, made her cheeks

before she could finish. "That's enough. No

their statements, then sat down with the officers and the family

process was anything but smooth. The family was adamant, their rage bubbling over with every word. From the moment they entered the

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

exchanged uneasy glances, clearly unsure how to reason with someone clinging to

that's what you think, justice is determined by the law, not

only fueled

escalated, Karina turned to the officers, ready to recount the events leading up to the surgery. But Wilfred's

said,

tone unwavering. Even the officers

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