Kiarah cleaned his wound as she was lost in her thoughts. She was thinking how he was before. He always made sure he looked good.
Completely shaved, hair cut in a well mannered way, his body in shape and his diet completely analysed and fixed according to the time he spent on gym and all.
But now, his beard was growing as if he hadn't shaved it for a month, his moustache covering his lips and he was looking like an old aged sage.
Alden was now as if he didn't care about his appearance. She knew what his appearance meant to him.
He was always seen by others as a definition of perfection and something everyone wanted to work with and looked forward to meeting him.
But now he didn't know what he looked like. As if he didn't even know the person before. She knew he spent most of his time in a shooting academy where discipline and decent looking are important but he was nowhere like that.