Chapter 13 - Grace Tends To Dominic’s Wounds With Gentle Care
Later that evening, the heavy tension in the mansion had settled into a quiet, protective stillness.
Grace walked into Dominic’s private study carrying a medical tray filled with antiseptic, gauze, and sterile bandages.
She found Dominic sitting at his mahogany desk, staring blankly at a framed photograph of Isabelle and the girls.
“You have a deep graze along your forearm from that ricochet in the armory,” Grace noted softly, setting the tray down.
Dominic looked up in surprise as Grace gently rolled back his blood-stained sleeve to inspect the jagged skin tear.
“I’ve survived worse bullets than a ricochet in a basement,” Dominic murmured, watching her work with surprising gentleness.
“Physical wounds heal easily, Mr. Romano... it’s the ones on the inside that take a lifetime to close,” Grace said quietly.
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Dominic caught her hand mid-motion, looking deeply into her eyes with a raw vulnerability he never showed anyone.
“Thank you, Grace... for giving me my daughters back, and for helping me find the truth,” Dominic said sincerely.
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