Leo put his book down. He was a lanky yoga enthusiast who believed the cure for everything from heartbreak to hiccups was touch. “Lie down. Trust me. It’s not magic, it’s just drainage.”
“This one is my favorite,” Leo said. “Take your thumbs, place them at the top of your nose, right between your eyes. Now, with firm pressure, slowly drag them down along the sides of your nose, all the way to the nostrils.”
Leo grinned. “It’s a used copy of a romance novel. And yes, you can smell it because you just unclogged your face.” massages to clear sinuses
Circle, press, scoop.
For the next ten minutes, Elara sat in blissful, clear-headed silence. The massage hadn’t cured the cold—the dwarf would be back tomorrow. But for now, she had won the battle. She realized that the cure wasn't in a bottle or a pill. It was right there, at her own fingertips. Leo put his book down
“Close your eyes,” he said softly. “We’re going to give the dwarves an eviction notice.”
Too exhausted to argue, Elara flopped onto the couch. Trust me
Leo’s fingertips found the points just above the bridge of her nose, right where her eyebrows began. “This is where the pressure lives,” he said. He pressed gently but firmly, making small, slow circles.