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    Urging him to lie down again, she added, “The doctor said it’s a gunshot wound. You shouldn’t be moving around. If you need something, just tell me.”


    She guided him back to the room, sat in a chair beside the bed, and took out a roll of clean bandages, ready to change his dressing.


    His eyes followed her every move, filled with guarded curiosity.


    After hearing her soft tone, his expression shifted slightly, and a faint smile appeared. “I feel much better. Thank you for saving me yesterday. But aren’t you afraid I might be dangerous?”


    Ste looked a little surprised. “It was an emergency. I didn’t have time to figure out if you were good or bad. I just wanted to save a life.” She meant every word.


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    He paused, his voice low and raspy. “Thank you. I’ll repay you once I’m back on my feet.”


    Ste gave him a warm smile. “My name’s Sylvia Gilbert. What’s yours?”


    “Lance Carter.”


    She nodded. “Alright, let’s change your bandages. It might sting a little, so be ready.”


    As she worked on his bandages, Lance’s eyes stayed on her. There was something about her that felt different. Even though this was their first meeting, he felt no difort being around her.


    Ste shifted her chair closer, set the bandages and ointment on the table, and looked up at him. “Are you hungry? I can run out for groceries. What do you feel like eating?”


    Lance frowned faintly. “You’re letting me stay here?” After all, they barely knew each other.


    “If you go now, you’ll probably copse before you make it downstairs. Then you’ll just end up in the hospital. You’re better off staying here,” she replied.


    Lance’s gaze grew more intense.


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    “Sylvia, you’re a good person. Being with you doesn’t feel awkward. In fact…” He hesitated, searching for the right words. “It feels like I’ve known you for years.”


    Lance kept telling himself it really did feel like they had known each other forever. Ste’s heart gave an unexpected jump, and that same strange sense of familiarity she’d felt back in the cabin returned.


    She lowered her eyes and lifted his T-shirt, exposing the bandage wrapped neatly around his ribs.


    The injury had been stitched up by the doctor the night before, but the edges were still red and swollen.


    Her hands moved a little awkwardly as she took off the old bandage and began to clean and disinfect the wound.


    “Hang in there,” she said as she pressed the alcohol swab to the wound, making Lance stiffen and grit his teeth.


    Ten minutester, she had the wound freshly rebandaged.


    She was about to leave the room with the supplies when a steady knock sounded at the door.


    She froze. Who woulde knocking at this hour?


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