Overcome by pain in my abdomen, I collapsed. Yzail caught me just in time and noticed the bloodstains on my dress. His expression softened as realization dawned on him.
“Now I get it. You’re just upset because you’re on your period, aren’t you? Alright, I won’t push you to apologize today, but don’t act so unreasonable next time.”
Barely able to speak, I whispered, “Take me to the hospital...”
Still thinking I was suffering from menstrual pain, he rummaged through the car for painkillers.
Meanwhile, Zolenn knelt before me, putting on a show of guilt.
“I’m sorry, Lanaya. I didn’t mean to make you so angry!” But before she could complete the act, Yzail rushed over to lift her up.
“Why are you kneeling to her?” he scolded her gently.
Then he turned to me, his voice sharp. “Lanaya, haven’t you caused enough trouble today? You don’t want her to curse herself by kneeling to you, do you?”
As Zolenn feigned fainting in Yzail’s arms, I saw him panic the way he once did for me.
But this time, it was for her.
While he sped through red lights to rush Zolenn to the hospital, I lay on the ground, consumed by the pain and silence.