One hand remained on the towel in Harus hair, but the other one covered her mouth in horror as tears rolled down her face.
She tried to hold back a sob, but failed.
She was scared to touch him, to hurt him.
Her eyes looked to the bandages on his arms, which were all badly done.
βW-We need to get t-these looked at...β
The emotionless, lost look in his eyes physically made her chest hurt.
The state of him truly broke her heart.
How could a person to this to someone?
It was despicable, hateful.
Eva moved the towel so it lay around his neck, before walking to the storage cupboard and pulling out two clean, large blankets.
She asked him to gently take his shirt off, which he did, before throwing the blankets over his shoulders.
She tucked them around his body, and made a hood out of one of them, so it would cover his head.
βYouβre coming home with me tonight okay?β She said with a small stern tone. βI canβt let you go back there.β
You know Iβd take my heart clean apart if it helps yours beat~