Autumn dragged herself home as dusk fell.
She sat on the bed, pressing ice on her swollen arm, when her phone buzzed with messages from Julianne.
Julianne: Autumn, are you okay? Cameron was just so worried about me that he had forgotten you. Don't be mad at him. My hand barely hurts anymore, but he insisted on bringing in several top specialists to check on me.
Julianne: Your arm has such a long cut, such a shame it didn't scar your face. It would be terrible if you were disfigured. Why don't you come to the hospital? I'll ask Cameron to get the best doctors for you too.
Autumn glanced at the messages, took a screenshot, and sent it straight to Cameron.
It took a long time for him to reply.
Cameron: I already know what happened. If you had stayed calm, the dog wouldn't have been spoo
