75. Draka's POV
I spend almost an hour shaking in the bathroom, but no matter how hard I try, I cannot bring myself to be calm again.
I never expected Chelsea to be this strong and so determined to hurt me. How could she even think that this entire thing was my fault?
She watched me pass out from the pain and she somehow concluded that I wasn't doing enough?
Isabella goes over to the tap and wets a napkin under the running water. She comes over to me and gently starts to dab my face and neck.
“Does it hurt here, tell me?” she says with a serious frown.
I push her hand away and sigh as I turn to her. “I am going to call Rowan immediately. Did you see what she did to me? She almost killed me.”
“But she didn't,” Isabella shrugs.
“Isabella!” I widen my eyes at her.
She looks a
