|Arliah|
Red and I remained in that position for a few minutes. He continued to caress my back until I calmed down. And when I did, he pulled away so he could look at me.
“Are you fine, now?” he asked gently. I nodded my head in return. But my eyes landed on he side of his eyes when something caught my attention.
A wound.
I gritted my teeth. Where did he get that?
I was distracted with the thoughts of his wound when Red suddenly turned his back at me. Fear crept into my entire being. And before I knew it, I found myself capturing his wrist to stop, thinking that he’s going to leave me.
Red turned around and looked at me with shock expression. When I saw him holding the chair nearby, it was just then when I realized that he’s not leaving. I could feel the heat rushing my neck and
