Aurelia's POV
I flinch as I slowly get into Julian’s car the bruises on my ribs hurting badly. Every bump in the road makes the pain worse.
I try to look out the window at the streets going by but my mind is a mess. I can’t stop hearing what Drake said yesterday. His words keep repeating like a bad memory I thought was gone.
Julian looks over at me his face showing quiet worry.
“You okay?” he asks softly.
“Perfect.” I say forcing a smile that probably looks more like a grimace. “Just…sore.”
He nods and holds the steering wheel tighter.
“We’ll get you more pain meds later. Maybe a massage?”
“A massage sounds amazing.” I say with a sigh closing my eyes. “But I don’t want to bother you Julian.”
“Don’t say that Aurelia. You’re not a bother. I want to help you.”
His kind words warm
