"I didn't oblige you to do these things," I grumbled to Apollo while crouching in the chair, and he was still aiming to treat my wounds on his own.
I have even heard some of Apollo's maids say he has a unique place in his soul just for me. He puts on an act around me, but he always strengthens professional behavior in front of others.
"No," He replied without flinching, and after that, he draped it with the white wipes—after that, he stood up, and I sighed deeply.
"Are you okay?" He queried, he seemed overwhelming, and I didn't even think he had already forgiven me for what I did; nonetheless, I proceeded to nod and didn't worry about his emotions.
I stood up even though it was going to end out that way and hugged him as he was turning his back on me as he was meant to be wal
