Cordelia peeled her heavy eyelids open. She felt like her bones were dismantled and reassembled. The pain was unbearable.

She was greeted with white walls and the smell of antiseptic while being bandaged in gauze from head to toe. What was even more exaggerated was that her leg was hung high.

She was stunned when a large hand held hers, and the warmth of it seeped into her heart.

Cordelia turned to meet the man’s deep eyes.

He looked at her quietly with complex emotions running through them. Worry, frustration, concern, affection… and self-blame. He forced a smile and stroked her hair softly, speaking hoarsely. “You’re finally awake.”

Cordelia jostled, her head buzzing. Other than pain, she could not feel anything.

“What happened to me?”

“You don’t remember?” Marcus held her hand in his and rubbed it gently.

Cordelia’s lips were dry, and her throat was so parched—it felt like it was on fire. Her streams of consciousness slowly poured in, and she remembered everything that had happened that night.

Michael and Jesse kept making her drink and pushed her to Josiah. The latter took her into the car. She was unwilling to be taken advantage of, so she took off her bag strap and strangled the driver, then…

Cordelia grew restless and gripped her fists.

“It’s fine now,” Marcus consoled her softly. “Everything’s over. As long as you’re okay.”

“Honey,” she called out softly, looking at him with her arms stretched for a hug.

her to help her up and carefully take her into his

was back to the warm and secure embrace again. Upon listening to the familiar heartbeat, her grievance and fear she had been suppressing were

squeezed as he rubbed her

Annie, actually texted me about your situation once you finished

pressed her lips together. “I should have watched

can hardly be avoided in

her calf hurting. She gnashed her teeth, and her expression changed. She

light fracture,” Marcus told her. “This one’s more serious. Aside

get to walk for

Marcus chuckled. “I’ll take care of you

her? She had experienced his culinary skills. If he were to take care of her, she would have

hands around his

looked down at her with an increasingly solemn look. After a while of silence, he asked her, “Why did you do

“Hmm?”

off the

deep breath

that time. If I didn’t hear Michael and Jesse’s conversation in advance, I might already…” She bit her lips as tears

I couldn’t sit

it is to strangle the driver from the back and jump out of the car recklessly? What if you fell to

skipped a beat. She looked up at the man. He looked stern and serious, his dark eyes rather frosty. Although he

wronged. Was she wrong to have done

with a pout, “Would you rather some man

you to stay alive!” Marcus’ tone

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