Maisie
If they ran my bloodwork they would find everything. And everything else I hadn't told anyone, or let myself think about just yet.
I had already been cut open, hurt, paralyzed, stripped bare for the world to see. I couldn't do it all over again. Couldn't have them know all the ways I had been… ruined.
And maybe that made me a coward, maybe I should be thinking more about their lives being in danger by finding out even a single grain of truth, but the panic came first and I couldn't quell it.
Words tumbled out of my mouth frantically as I tried to get him to see reason. Curses. Pleas. More curses. Apologies for the curses. More hateful curses.
Soren hardly responded, kicking open the door to his bedroom and walked straight through into the bathroom.
The massive shower was already running. Steam billowed around us as he set me down inside. Soren shut the glass door behind him.
