"Ah, be careful," Liam hissed in pain as Amelia attempted to clean his wound.

She took a piece of cotton and lightly dampened it with antiseptic before moving toward Liam's lips.

He watched her every move intently as she approached his lips. Before she could touch the wound with the cotton, Liam held her hand, causing her to look up and meet his gaze.

"What are you doing?" he questioned, although he knew exactly what she intended to do.

Amelia sighed and pulled her hand away from his grasp.

"Can't you see I'm trying to clean your wound?" she scoffed, feeling slightly annoyed by his behavior.

Liam nodded, signaling his...