It hurt him to see her like this, and he murmured softly, âAre you just going to let yourself keep bleeding? I canât just give you blood whenever you need it.
â
Alexis stayed silent, not responding as he treated her wounds.
Once he finished bandaging her up, Leonel gently touched the white gauze, feeling a mix of emotions.
He said in a raspy voice, âSkip the shower tonight.
If youâre uncomfortable, just use hot water to wipe down.
Iâll bring you some fresh clothes later.
â
The room was dimly lit.
He remained seated, and Alexis looked down at him.
Leonel lifted his head to meet her gaze.
It seemed they had reached a mutual understanding, too weary to argue further.
After a moment, he stood and left the room.
He didnât try to hide his Limp in front of her; his leg was hurting badly, causing his steps to falter.
He thought to himself that as long as he was away from her, it didnât matter how awkward he looked.
Behind him, Alexisâ eyes filled with tears.
Once Leonel was out of sight, she buried her face in her hands and wept.
Both struggled with his imperfections.
What saddened Alexis was that he had always been so vibrant, but now, his pride was pushing her away.
Alexis thought that if this was his wish, she would respect it.
Leonel made his way back to his bedroom.
After he shut the door, he gasped for air.
Water dripped from his body, staining the carpet, but he ignored it.
Ignoring the sharp pain in his left leg, he headed to the closet to get clothes for Alexis.
He knew she was delicate, prone to catching colds easily.
If she did, she would definitely come down with a fever.
Despite this, when he opened the wardrobe, he found it was filled with only menâs clothes.
None of which were appropriate for her.
His slender fingers searched through the wardrobe until he selected a gray shirt and a pair of sports shorts.
He planned for her to wear these tonight, and in the morning, he would ask Noreen to bring a suitable set of clothes.
With the clothes in hand, he limped towards the guest room.
The hallway was quiet.
The only sound was the persistent rain falling outside.
As he walked down the empty corridor, his feelings were mixed.
They had argued earlier that evening, yet now he found himself with the chance to be close to her again.
Alexis had not brought up leaving again; she seemed content to stay.