SAMANTHA'S POV..
“I'm so sorry I slept off..” Damian immediately carried me to the bathroom and turned around..
“I didn't wanna wake you up and decided to go to the bathroom myself..” I mumbled as I eased myself and after which he carried me back to the room..
“Are you okay? Do you feel any discomfort?” Damian asked with a worried expression as he checked me all over..
“I'm fine… You don't have to worry..” I told him off and he heaved a sigh.
“Do you need anything?” Damian asked and tucked a strand of my greasy hair behind gently so he doesn't ruin the bandage around my head..
“Would you get me a ice cream if I asked?” I quietly asked and he shook his head with a complicated expression plastered on his face..
“You know I can't do that but I promise to get you whatever flavour you wanted once you get better..” he'd no option but to make a promise..