Chapter 77

Maeve’s POV

“Soak it,” he commanded, guiding my hand into the bowl.

The cool water hit the burn with a relief so sharp it made me sigh.

After a few minutes, he lifted my hand out, water dripping from my fingertips. He picked up a pair of tweezers, his touch steady as he went after the shard.

“Ow!” I flinched as it came out, a fresh bead of blood blooming on my skin.

“Easy,” he murmured. He wiped i