Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

"Is this what they call karma?" Jules exclaimed, dead serious. Tommy:

"..."

Wasn't Féraphine supposed to be the reserved type? Why does she seem so chatty now? And what's up with Jules today, being so sharp-tongued?

Tommy felt his patience wearing thin. "You should probably check on Abbey first."

Crimson strode in, yanked off the blanket, and without a second thought, stripped Abbey's clothes right off. No one saw that coming, especially with all the male bodyguards in the room. They quickly turned away, but not before catching a glimpse of things they shouldn't have. Jules was exasperated; Crimson was really something else, completely unrestrained.

"What are you doing?" Tommy was fuming. Was Féraphine doing this deliberately?

"Treating her," Crimson retorted with an eye roll. "How am I supposed to see her injuries if I don't take her clothes off?"

You could've given a heads-up!

Tommy felt like he was on the brink of a meltdown and quickly ushered the men out of the room.

Abbey's body was a canvas of burns, both large and small, a sight that was hard to stomach, but Crimson seemed unfazed. In fact, she thought it wasn't enough.

Without warning, she slapped Abbey hard across the face.

echoed in the

"What on

questioning me. If you don't trust me, I'll leave,

Tommy: "..."

out of here. You're just in the way," Crimson dismissed him with

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flared again. Sure, talented people often had their quirks, but did she

turned back to Abbey, took her hand, and

couldn't react to the

but she

seemed to reach her very soul.

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breaking bones was chilling, but Crimson remained unfazed, glancing

the nerve to

a cold chuckle, Crimson felt a bit avenged. She took out the

wake Abbey

would also make her wish she

a wheelchair,

of her