Lisa shook her head helplessly.
“I have no idea what to do either—but there’s no way I’m touching that thing.” She pointed at the leech still wriggling on Bethany’s skin, disgust filling her eyes.
Lily glanced at the leech, her stomach twisting.
“We can’t wait any longer. Every second we waste puts Bethany in more danger.” Unlike Lisa, she wasn’t overthinking it—she just wanted that parasite off as soon as possible.
But Lisa grabbed her arm tightly.
“Hold on. Maybe I should burn it off instead.” She frowned, trying to fight back her nausea.
“You? You’re going to do it yourself?” Lily blinked, surprised by the decision.
“Yes. Hand me the torch—I’ll deal with it.”
Lisa released Lily’s arm, glaring so hard at the leech on Bethany’s body that it was as if she wanted to kill it with her
