As far as Aunt Maisie could see, Elena was propped up on the bed with her clothes in disarray. Her body twitched from time to time, and blood could be seen covering the lower half of her body, staining the white sheets red. It was a mess.
The faint metallic smell of blood filled the air.
Tears welled up in Aunt Maisie's eyes. She hurriedly grabbed a towel and wiped Elena's body clean. Then, she got some clean clothes out of the wardrobe and helped Elena change into them as tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Madam, are you alright?"
After a long while, Elena eventually came back to consciousness. Her beautiful face, which used to have a bright glow, looked like a withered flower at the moment, dry and without any lustre.
When she eventually composed herself, she subconsciously touched
