The worst part about Ivy being bit was the waiting. The uncertainty of what their future held was a weight that rested on everyone’s shoulders. The bite itself didn’t cause her much pain anymore. She hardly flinched at all when he had to change the bandages now. At first, he thought maybe she was just playing brave, acting like it didn’t bother her, but eventually, he started to believe her. She no longer winced or had a sharp intake of breath when he touched it. She just simply let him do it.
“It looks better. That’s a good sign, right?” Ivy had asked him about a week after it happened. It did look better, thanks to Alexandra cleaning it up after it first happened. Coen and Ivy had managed to keep any infection away because they had been changing her bandages regularly.
“Yeah. It does
