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

familiar heartbeat, her grievance

heart squeezed as he

coworker, Annie, actually texted me about your situation once you finished work. You texted me

her lips together. “I should have

this can hardly be avoided in

her calf hurting. She gnashed her teeth, and her expression changed. She looked at her leg that was

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

won’t get to walk for some time?” Cordelia was

care

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

hands

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

“Hmm?”

off the

took a deep breath and told

If I didn’t hear Michael and Jesse’s conversation in advance, I might already…” She bit her

only choice in that situation. I couldn’t sit around and wait for my doom and let Josiah take me to the

from the back and jump out of the car recklessly? What if you fell to

He looked stern and serious, his dark

of wronged. Was

at him and murmured with a pout, “Would you rather some man take

just want you to stay alive!” Marcus’ tone

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