The two days that had passed had felt like a week because everything seemed to be going slowly.

The doctor had come, taken care of Ruby's bruises, and said she would recover nicely and wouldn't scar.

He had also said that she was mostly fine and just had minor scratches and bruises. But some particular ones were prominent on her body.

When the doctor told him, he felt like beating the man all over again. His jaw ticked, and he now slightly regretted why he didn't beat the man some more because, heavens knew, the man deserved every punch he got doubled over.

It had been two days. Two days...