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C331 - Closing wounds- Part 3

Jennie stared at Taehyung, and when he stepped away from the door, she stepped inside his room, her face expressionless like him. She placed the lantern on the side table after noticing the room's brightness.

It felt like it was only yesterday she had come here to his room, knocking on the door to ask him questions for which she never got answers as she expected him to give. She looked around the warm and cosy room, where he had closed the windows and drawn the curtains over the windows.

"Were you going to sleep?" asked Jennie to drive the silence in the room when she heard the click behind her which came from the door being closed.

"I had a few parchments to go through which was given by Mr. Fitzwilliam over the tea estate in Humsbrey," answered Taehyung, walking around to pull out a chair for her to sit.

Vampires usually healed themselves quickly, but it seemed like Taehyung's wounds had not vanished and continued to stay on his face. Somewhere Jennie felt guilty that Taehyung had been hit, due to her words that had fueled Samuel.

"I bought the box of first-aid," said Jennie. She didn't have to utter more words because she knew Taehyung understood her intention without her having to speak out loud.

"Do you hate me so much that you said something to Samuel that made him punch me?" questioned Taehyung.

"Sit, so I can tend to it," Jennie dodged his question.

Taehyung pulled out the round-framed glasses from his face, placing it on the table before sitting down on the chair which he had pulled for her. Jennie opened the box, taking out the bottle of liquid so that she could soak the cotton in it. Once she was done, Jennie leaned forward, holding her heart still to start dabbing the cotton on Taehyung's face.

In silence, Jennie continued to dab the cotton on the cuts and scratches, "I apologize for what Samuel did," she said, turning her body to take the bottle so that she could pour more liquid on it, and continue pressing the cotton.

"You shouldn't have stepped between us earlier. I had only started to enjoy the fight," came the response from Taehyung. Jennie only stared at him, pressing the cotton to see him continue to look back at her unblinkingly, "Did you come to tend or worsen the wound?" there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Both," came the honest response from Jennie to receive a chuckle from him. When she was done trending to his wounds, she threw the cotton away and closed the box.

"How are you doing now?" asked Taehyung, "Jungkook will support any decision you make." Jennie was aware of it. She knew Jungkook would not question her, especially after knowing what Samuel had done behind her back.

Was that all that Taehyung had to say over what happened? Jennie asked herself. A part of her wanted to press the wound that was on his face for his reactions all these years, although she knew it wouldn't make any difference.

"I know," she replied before saying, "I should get back to my room," and she started to walk towards the door ready to leave.

"Jennie," she heard Taehyung call her, and she felt her heart skip a beat which Taehyung noticed. She turned around to look at him stand up from the chair, "Thank you for this," he pointed his finger to his face. Jennie took that he was speaking about her tending his wounds and not him receiving it.

Even after so many years had passed, the feelings that she had turned to hate, it was not hate but was only a veil to cover her true feelings for this person. Keeping her expression composed, she gave him a nod, "Goodnight," and she left the room with the lantern and the box she had come with.

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