“Madison stabbed me in the dining room washroom.” I growled, pushing past him. I entered my old room, slamming the door behind me. Locking it before I went into the bathroom to shower.
I started the shower and discarded the sheet and the bandages. The wound had closed up and even the stitches were falling out. It was bruised, but nothing I couldn’t handle.
I had a quick shower to wash away the dried blood and sweat. After I was done, I got dressed and went out onto my balcony. I needed to get some fresh air and to think about everything that happened today.
I was upset that Mason didn’t trust me. I was worried about Liam’s safety, not because I was in love with him. And then how Derek reacted, like it was Liam’s fault I was stabbed. I wish those two would just trust me.
Hearing a knock
