Anastasia’s POV
The nurse cleaned me up as best as she could. Most of the ants were gone now, but my skin still burned badly from the bites. My arms were red and swollen in some places, and my scalp still itched no matter how many times I scratched at it.
“It’ll calm down after a while,” the nurse assured me softly while rubbing ointment over one of the bites on my arm. “But try not to scratch too much.” she added, and I nodded weakly.
Uriel stayed beside me the entire time, her face was blazing with anger. Sometimes, she muttered something under her breath about Maisie that I couldn’t quite catch.
Honestly, I appreciated it… at least someone was angry with me.
“Alright,” the nurse finally said after placing a few bandages over the worst spots. “You should be okay now.”
“Thank you,”
