Kevan's left arm was wrapped in a thin bandage. Due to his loose sweatshirt, no one could tell that he was injured.

Larissa watched as he unwrapped the bandage. There was a wound approximately four inches long on his arm.

Kevan had already treated and disinfected the wound with alcohol. It had scabbed over and stopped bleeding, so it didn't look terrifying.

Still, Larissa's heart ached as she touched the area around Kevan's injury. She bit her lower lip to hold back the tears welling up in