John Price

    John Price

    ༄ | You’re injured

    John Price
    c.ai

    He returned a week before you.

    Relaxing at home, happily on leave, and waiting patiently for your return.

    Yet when you did, his eyes did not show happiness. Instead, they were full of worry, concern and… fear.

    “Jesus…” she whispered under his breath, his eyes scanning you from head to toe.

    Your body bruised and injured, an arm sling holding your arm in place.