I tried to push myself up, but I had this sinking feeling that something was wrong. I saw blood pooling on the floor beneath me, and a wave of dread crashed into me.
I knew my body well. At the height of the stairs, the fall couldn’t have torn me that grave of a wound.
Why am I bleeding so much?
As the horror gnawed on me, a deep voice cut through the air.
"What's going on here?"
His tone was icy, and his indifferent gaze could freeze even my soul as if he was looking at nothing more than a nuisance.
Vera ran to him, throwing on her innocent act. “She attacked me! I had no choice but to defend myself. You know how she gets…”
“She’s lying! I didn’t…” I tried to explain but he didn’t give me a chance.
“Clean up the mess,” Darius said emotionless and walked away.
He didn't even bother looking back, because all I am to him now was a mess. I felt so crushed that I stopped breathing.
Vera smirked and followed him like a shadow while I caved into the pain. Everything went black and when I woke up, I was in the clinic with the kind healer tending to me.