Lilith's POV
I gaze at Bastian's sorrowful eyes as he limps off, not from a physical injury. I doubt he even registered his hurt physically. The bruises on his face were evident from the number Alfonso did to him.
Bastian continues to wander off. I wince at his swollen jaw. I wanted to call his attention to his injury but I doubt he cares. The pain he is currently feeling, is in his heart not his body.
This man has been so hurt countless times by his family since I came here. They have not treated him as one of theirs. They treated him more like a stranger than their son.
He looks dazed, a shadow of the man that had been in my bed earlier. All I could think about were ways I could take his pain away.
"Let me help you." I ran and offered my hands and shoulders to him so he
