Finally, we reached his room and he made me sit on his bed before walking to the bathroom to bring the first aid kit. He applied the ointment to my wounded knees. I felt the piercing pain erupt through my body but bit my lips preventing from screaming.

The whole time he didn't look at my face, I think he might be hurt by my action. Once he finished, he took the kit and set them on the nightstand.

"Take rest, I will bring something to eat." with that he left the room not giving ...