She tried to walked forward with one foot as her aching foot lifted a bit higher to avoid more sand got into the cut. It was just a couple of steps forward before she felt like flying and her feet were not on the ground anymore!

She was being carried bridal style with a guy whom she barely known.

“You’re still bleeding.” He looked up to meet her gaze. She winched when his hand touched her foot. “We need to cleaned your cut before it getting worse.”

She nodded. “De~.”