Chapter 92
Steven was very cautious, repeating not to lie to him.
I knew he hadn't fully trusted me yet. He wouldn't tell me now if I asked.
"Let's go, time for bed." I led Steven into his room, gave him his medicine, and changed the bandages on his hands and feet.
As I unwrapped the gauze from his feet, the blood-soaked wounds were shocking.
I furrowed my brow, feeling tense. The sight of those wounds alone made me ache.
"How did you get these?" I asked softly, carefully rinsing his wounds with saline solution, fearing they might worsen. "Starting tomorrow, you'll be in a wheelchair and you're not allowed to walk. Understand?"
Steven looked at me and nodded obediently. He behaved well when he wasn't acting crazy, but when he did, I got scared.
"They wouldn't let me escape. They intentionally made me step on burning coals..." Steven spoke softly, his voice hoarse, lacking much emotion.
He wasn't afraid or terrified, but there was a sense of emotional emptiness about him.
I knew when
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