Third Person's POV
Theodore saw blood on Vanya's clothes, her face flushed unusually red.
"Bloody hell! Get a first-aid kit now!" he barked at the maid.
The maid hurried to fetch the first-aid kit.
Upon receiving it, Theodore coldly ordered Dominic, who was still in the room, "Get the hell out of here now!"
Dominic scrambled out, the maid following, shutting the door behind her.
Theodore quickly tended to Vanya's wounds, but she was fading fast.
"I feel awful..."
Vanya panted, her breaths shallow, her body burning up, her mind fogging over.
"Hang in there," Theodore said, lifting her into his arms.
Vanya felt the man's warm chest. His touch eased the heat inside her and brought coolness through her skin.
He carried her to the bathtub, cold water gushing from the showerhead. Her
