Rachel didn't know how much time had passed when she finally heard Master Yeung's voice say, "All done!"
The intense, stinging pain on the back of her hand had lessened to a dull throb, and she let out a long, shaky sigh of relief, slowly reopening her eyes.
Immediately, Garrett Vincent's forearm came right into her view.
It was only then that Rachel realized she had been gripping his arm the entire time, and she quickly released her hold, her face flushing. "Sorry!"
"It's fine. I was the one who told you to hold on," Garrett replied smoothly, subtly withdrawing his arm like it was no big deal.
"Alright, come back at the same time next week," Master Yeung instructed Rachel as he cleaned up. "Just be careful; don't get your hand wet for three hours after you get home, and avoid lifting anything heavy."
"Got it," Rachel responded, nodding.
Once they were outside the small clinic, Garrett turned to her. "Let me drive you home."
