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The guys didn't react quickly enough. I saw Wanda throw a wine glass at Lyla and reached out without thinking

Thus, the glass hit the back of my hand. Shards of glass fell, and blood started dripping from my hand onto the floor. The pain made me drop to the ground.

Lyla came over quickly and yelled, "Ev!"

Upon hearing the noise, Ethan and Antoine ran back from the deck. When Ethan saw my bloody hand, his face grew grim.

Helelt beside me, grabbed a clean towel, and pressed it against my hand. "Where does it hurt?"

I was really scared of pain, but usually handled it well. Even when I was very sick with a high fever last time, I didn't cry. But now, tears quickly filled my eyes when I saw how worried Ethan looked. "I don't know. It hurts"

I said it hurt, Ethan looked even more anxious. He told Antoine to find the

going to be okay. The doctor will be here soon, and it won't hurt for much

towel against my hand, my eyes tearing up as I thought to myself, "He's lying. It's going

said that while there were no injuries to my tendons or bones, the wound was deep and needed stitches

y. She felt really bad. "I'm so sorry, Eve. It's my

stitching tools. Nevertheless, I tried to smile at Lyla. "It's not your fault.

here," Ethan said, holding my hand

agreed. "Let's go outside

her head. "I'm

me nervous, so I told Lyla, "You should go outside. I'm

many people would contaminate the

My hand automatically shrank away from Ethan's grip. "Aren't we going to use anesthesia? Lasked, feeling nervous The doctor shook his head. "We don't usually

He gently covered my eyes with his warm hand "It's going to be okay. The doctor will be careful." Ethan's warm hand on my

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