|Xavier’s POV|
The hiss resulted from my thumb accidentally brushing the edge of her lips and the way her body convulsed in pain and her hand came to fist my shirt, I grew anxious and quickly flicked on the light to look at what caused her such pain.
And what I am seeing in front of my eyes, is enough to make my eyes widen in utter shock.
Her lip has been busted open, there is a purple scarring underneath her left eye, there is an old scar on the corner of her forehead that I have never seen before, her neck showcases purple bruising in the shape of someone’s hands and there is light bruising on her left cheek as well.
“Xavier…” she whispers, her eyes turning glassy but no tears escape as she looks at me with a pleading expression.
I look at her with pure horror, taking in the st
