Justin settled Meira on the bed and checked her ankle. Lana waited to get orders from Justin while Noah stood outside the room.
Her ankle was a little swollen. She must have twisted it when Noah pulled her back with force. Justin applied the ointment on it and taped it securely.
"Does it hurt badly?" Justin asked.
She shook her head. "Only if I move it more."
"Tomorrow we will visit the doctor," Justin assured her. "Now you should sleep."
She hummed and lay in bed while Justin covered her. He looked at her for the last time before he left. "Don't have any other ideas in your mind. Tomorrow morning, I want to see you at the breakfast table."
She quietly nodded.
"Good night," he said and left, after looking at Lana, who understood to keep watch on Meira even if she looked fine at this moment.
Justin closed the door behind and turned to Noah. "How did you know where she was gone?" Justin asked.
