Hailey’s POV
“Oh my God, Hailey, are you hurt?” Derek asked, looking me over.
His voice woke me from my shocked state.
I was too nervous. That must be the explanation for everything.
I showed him my forearm.
“Here, let me help…” Tyler leaned towards me, like he was going to pick me up, but Derek moved between the two of us. Tyler shot Derek a dirty look, then turned and left the room. I noticed some blood dripping down his leg as he walked away, and my heart stopped. Had he gotten hurt trying to save me?
“Get that chandelier out of here,” Derek instructed a nearby servant. He helped me to my feet. “C’mon, I think I have a first aid kit in my room.”
Minutes later I was sitting on the edge of Derek’s tub, watching him look back and forth between the contents of his first aid kit an
