It had been too long since she last got out of bed; in that moment when her feet touched the ground, Harrison Lucas nearly fell over.
But fortunately, she still had the foundation of years of training and quickly steadied herself.
Hoo...
Harrison silently exhaled a breath, taking in deep gulps of air.
After finally getting her breathing steady, Harrison with some difficulty walked step by step to the wall cabinet and poured a glass of water for Ben Lucas with her uninjured right hand.
Then, she carried the glass of water and slowly walked to Ben Lucas's bedside.
Don't be fooled—all of these are the simplest of actions, but whether it was pouring the water or walking, every step Harrison took felt like walking on the blade of a knife.
But the pain was not in her feet, it was the old injury on her left back shoulder that was being tugged with each movement.
Yet Harrison's steps were very steady, and her gaze was firm.
