Chapter 79

"You—" Zane looked at me in shock. "You're injured?" I bit my lip, staying silent to avoid him accusing me of faking it. He crouched down to examine my ankle. I pulled my foot away, not wanting him to see it. He frowned, grabbing my calf and forcefully pulling my foot toward him. He stared at my swollen ankle for a few seconds, his face darkening. "Why didn't you say anything about how badly you're hurt?" "Why should I have said anything? Would it make you feel sorry for me?" I retorted sarcastically. He looked at me with a heavy gaze. After a long pause, he said nothing and simply lifted me, placing me gently on the couch. He knelt on one knee, cradling my foot in his hands, while he used the other hand to gently massage the swollen area. Despite the pain, I was more surprised by his current actions and attitude. He seemed to have reverted to the considerate and gentle Zane from before. It dawned on me that the old Zane was genuinely kind, so much so that I found myself missin