Natasha had just finished freshening up when there was another knock on the door. A moment later, Dominique's family doctor entered, carrying a medical bag. He was sent to check on her neck, following Dominique's orders. The doctor was in the process of applying some soothing ointment when Kalina burst in, her eyes alight with cheerfulness, holding a bottle of champagne.
"Who is in the mood for some champagne?" Kalina exclaimed, raising the bottle high with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
Her smile vanished the moment she recognized the doctor. Concern etched across her face, Kalina rushed to Natasha's side, her heart pounding in her chest. She took a seat beside her on the couch, her expression shifting to one of deep worry.
"Oh my God, are you okay? What happened to your neck?" Kalina gasped, her voice filled with anxiety as she took in the sight of the bruises and marks. Her eyes widened, and her lips parted in shock.