Diana
As soon as he dropped me, Muzan rushed to my aid.
I dropped to the floor despite Edric placing me on my feet, exhausted from the crying, begging, and in pain from the injury to my ribs.
“Well, at least, you won’t be able to run for a while,” he chuckled as he lifted me bridal style and carried me…not to my room.
“You can’t be so sure,” I managed to joke, even after everything that I had been through. I looked over at Edric, I don’t know why.
Maybe to hate him even more. To keep his face in my head, so that anytime I needed to get angry, I would remember him as the man who left me in a hole to rot.
When we entered what looked like a hall, he placed me on a slim bed and went out of the room.
There, I have never been more relieved.
So relieved, in fact, that I passed out cold.
