Vanessa’s P.O.V.
I opened my eyes when I felt something wet on my face. I slowly opened my eyes and felt a grip around my neck and something heavy on my head. I sighed when I noticed that it was Pamela who was holding me from my neck resting my head on her shoulder and it was her tears that were now washing my face.
I hissed in pain when her tear fell down on my bruise. “I am sorry… I am sorry”, she immediately apologized and put me down on the pillow again. She was looking so miserable and she had stains of tears on her face. “Why are you crying so bitterly? I am not dead”, I tried to sit down in my place. I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked in that direction. It was William who was standing beside me. I guessed I didn’t notice before.
He helped me sitting i
