Elijah couldn't help but feel a sting from Charlotte's comment, but he remained focused on her injured hand, determined to get her some help.
As Charlotte started to walk away, Elijah caught her hand again.
"You need to get that wound treated. Let me help you."
"I don't need your help!" Charlotte snapped, yanking her hand free.
Elijah watched her walk away, feeling a deep emptiness.
In the past, he had distanced himself from her to protect her, buried in work and family conflicts, offering little support.
What good was his concern now? She didn't need it anymore.
With a bitter smile, Elijah turned away, extremely upset.
*****
Meanwhile, Charlotte returned to her friends but couldn't help noticing a girl standing by the wall, facing the commotion by the pool.
The girl had short ha
