Chapter 43 - How Do You Know That??

By the time Oliver carried Kyra to that guest house they were soaking wet. 

There was no furniture in that one bedroom house. Only an old sofa. 

It looked like a haunted house from outside but Oliver stepped inside hurriedly and removed the white cover on the sofa and deposited Kyra on it. 

Kyra was asleep by that time. She was talking with him as they walked but she was yawning in the middle and he knew that she just fell asleep.

Not fainted. He made sure of that...

First of all, Oliver went to search for the first aid box, hoping that he will find one. Fortunately, he found it in the backpack he carried here. 

He didn't delay anymore and he first tended to Kyra's arms and forehead cleaning those lacerations and then bandaiding it. However, he stopped midway. 

She has lacerations on top of her chest as well because of the glass shards from the window's glasses. And she has to change her clothes too as they are too wet and she might get cold. 

Oliver wanted to wake her up and he tried to do so, but Kyra seemed so tired that she refused to wake up. He is left with no option... 

He did hesitate at first but after contemplating, he decided to clean those wounds and examine her swelling on her waist. If it is something serious he has to react fast, right?

This is the first time he is changing the clothes of a woman. But he took a deep breath and then unbuttoned the first few buttons of her shirt, just enough to see her injuries.

Though her cleavage is visible it didn't attract much of his attention as he is more worried about her. However, he stopped midway when he saw a tattoo on her shoulder. It is a tattoo of three butterflies flying towards her shoulder blade. 

The tattoo is beautiful but what stopped him is not its beauty but it's because of its familiarity. 

Why Kyra has the same tattoo as his first love whose name is by 'coincidence' Kyra as well. 

But he didn't get much time to dwell on that topic. It's getting chilly and because of that and the wet clothes, Kyra started to shiver. 

Afraid that she would get cold, he could only push his questions aside and quickly mend her remaining injuries. 

Ans, after examining her stomach, he came to the conclusion that her swelling is just superficial. Only after that he sighed in relief. 

He wanted to wake her up as she needed to change her shirt but his efforts were in vain. She is in a deep sleep. He was left with no option this time as well. 

He has to find some dry clothes for Kyra as he can't leave her topless. But somehow, he felt like Kyra wouldn't appreciate wearing someone else's clothes, especially the clothes which are not recently washed.

So, he didn't try to search for clothes in this old house and he also knew that even if he searched, he wouldn't find it. 

Fortunately there was a blanket in the backpack he carried. The backpack had a blanket, water bottle and the first aid box he just used. 

Quickly, he wrapped her in the blanket and after making sure she was totally covered, he sat down on the floor to tend to his own injuries.

Fortunately, he didn't have as many glass cuts as Kyra because It was Kyra's side of the car that took the most of the impact. 

While he was busy with his injuries, Kyra woke up. 

She fell into a deep sleep when she was in Oliver's warm embrace and only woke up now.

She had no energy left and as it was chilly she couldn't bring herself to wake up but after she got wrapped in a warm blanket, she felt a little better and woke up by herself. 

"Need help?", she asked in a hoarse voice. 

"You woke up." Oliver said in surprise. He didn't expect her to wake up this soon as she looked pretty exhausted. She was yawning from the beginning of the journey. 

"I can't sleep well during rain." she said as she hugged herself. It was only when she realized that she had nothing on her upper body except her bra. 

"I had to clean your wounds and check the swelling on your stomach. You didn't wake up so I had to do it myself", he told her, noticing her confusion. 

Kyra nodded her head in understanding. She felt a little guilty that she troubled him again but she didn't forget to notice how deep her sleep was when she was in his embrace or when he was around her. 

It's like she subconsciously lowered her guards that she felt safe and unconcerned even when he was removing her top.

She, by default, hates any physical contact that she was always alert when people were around her. She only let her guards down near the people she trusts the most. 

So, is Oliver the one among them?

"There was an old t shirt of your size in the closet but I thought you wouldn't like to wear other's clothes.", he added further, so that she wouldn't misunderstand him for leaving her topless like this. 

Kyra was surprised as not many people know about this habit of hers. She never told others as they would think that she is arrogant but the truth is she might develop rashes if those clothes smell or feel repulsive. It is one of her trauma effects.

So, she only wears the clothes that were properly and freshly washed. She, most of the time, prefers to wear the clothes she owns. 

"How do you know that?" Kyra asked in surprise as she is sure that she didn't tell it to anyone except her adopted mother/ personal therapist. 

Yes, not even her brothers. 

So, she is sure that she didn't mention it anywhere for Oliver to find out. 

"I don't know. I just felt like you wouldn't appreciate it.." Oliver answered her, band aiding the last wound on his arm.