“Ayame,” Lavender gasped, taking hold of my hand. “Why are you bleeding so much?”
“I am fine….” I shrugged off her hand and started walking. “We should be leaving.” Sitting inside the car, I added, “Can you drive?”
“Sure…” She mumbled something under her breath and got into the driver’s seat. “You must heal yourself.”
“It’s okay… I am really fine…” I muttered, leaning against the windowpane. Shielding my face with my bent elbow, I burst into quiet sobs. My heart felt heavy and stuffy; as if it would explode any moment.
I could feel Lavender’s stare on me every few minutes as we drove along the narrow road. Ignoring her completely, I let myself drown in despair. I knew that Tristan hated me, but today was the first time I felt it with such intensity. A deep frown settled on my foreh
