GENESIS
“Who did this to you?” Kieran’s voice was sharp with anger. I looked up at him, my vision blurry from the tears running down my cheeks.
Then I noticed it—my blood had soaked into his clothes.
My heart lurched in panic.
I spun around quickly. As I grabbed the napkin from a nearby lady, Kieran turned me back around, but I had already started wiping his coat, trying to clean the mess I’d made.
What was I thinking, jumping on him like that?
The pain wasn’t even that bad. I’d gotten nosebleeds before—not just from being hit, but from overworking myself too.
So why did I react like that?
His coat looked expensive. And now, I've ruined it.
If we leave now, maybe I can wash it. Maybe then the punishment won’t be as bad.
“...WHO THE f**k TOUCHED HER?!”
Kieran’s voice boomed, yank
