Rosette's Point of View ~~~
"Ah—" I winced, the hiss escaping my lips before I could stop it.
"Sorry," the nurse muttered, focused as she dabbed antiseptic over my side with clinical care. The sting seared through me, and I gritted my teeth. I had been through pain before. Real pain. But this...
This was different. Not because it hurt more, but because I was so damn tired of ending up in rooms like this, with people like him being the reason.
Back in college, it used to be Cesare that made me visit the sick bay often. Then later, it was Blake and his family, having me end up in a hospital every damn time.
Now, it's Cesare again.
The lights above cast a pale blue tint over everything, including the gauze already stained faintly red on the tray beside her.
My dress lay discarded on t
