Anna's POV:
Mona started dressing my wound, and I stand still like a statue and closed my eyes to resist the pain when she is cleaning it with the spirit. The pain is so horrible, but it is far better than the pain I take when Mark is doing his fight to catch the attacker. He is safe; we all are safe, what I need other than this. I feel relieved, and I can easily take this surgical spirit pain, but in order to control my scream, I am diverting my mind by thinking about Mark; I am visualising his smile and his care towards me. In-between my thoughts, I sense Mark wrapped his hands around my waist from my back and pulled close to him and snuggle me by leaning his chin on my shoulder.
