Molly's POV
It was hard to read the thoughts of the mischievous little boy at the moment, as he quickly joined me by my side when his father moved to check my leg.
Roger's body language was ambiguous, shifting between positive and negative signals.
"Where does it hurt, Molly?" Gianni inquired, approaching me and gently securing my right leg.
His touch was so delicate that I almost didn't realize he was holding my foot. I hesitated to admit that it was my thigh causing the most pain, trying to appear strong.
Despite this, his touch felt familiar and comforting, reminiscent of our past love. When our eyes met, I averted mine.
"It's okay, I can handle it," I murmured, lightly massaging the area. However, when I attempted to stand up, the pain intensified.
Gianni must ha
