Demon Targeted Eve

Devin suffered a stab wound a few days ago. Once he regained his strength and was able to heal himself, his wound healed. Devin's sudden appearance from the bathroom without a shirt caught Emy completely off guard. She quickly looked away to give him some privacy. Devin had a little smile on his face, and then he walked over to Emy.

Devin said, "I already told you that you don't have to keep checking my wound. It's completely healed now."

Emy said, "I just want to make sure your wound is alright."

"So, why were you looking away?" Devin said, "If you want to check out my wound, you'll look at it, right?"

Emy examined Devin's side of the body and noted the scar left by the wound. It wasn't a recent injury anymore.

"I told you, didn't I? There's no scar." Devin said.

Emy didn't say anything, but she gently touched Devin's scar, which had started to wrinkle. Emy quickly pulled her hand back from Devin's scar.