I ran home as fast as I could and went straight to my room. I took my dirty clothes off and hopped in the shower. I looked down at my body , I had bruises on both my arms and my back. I kept re running the fight through my head. Why had he let me live? I still had some good in me after all?
I should go downstairs and tell Mina instead of taking a shower. But if I told her then we would have to go on a hunt. Malek had done me a favor and let me live, or did he? He said I wasn't rotten enough for his interest. All this time everyone tried to drill in me how bad they were, selfish and unforgiving but I was spared. Maybe they weren't all that bad, after all we were feuding due to some personal grudges.
As I laid in bed I couldn't stop thinking about Malek. What he had told me hau
