Chapter 9

As he moved to help me, I raised my hand to stop him. - Maurice, where is my room? I tried to hide the pain in my voice. I staggered back to my room, leaving blood behind, but Maurice promised to clean it up. I went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet and pulled out a piece of glass that had pierced my leg. I tried to stifle the scream, but the pain was unbearable. When it was over, my eyes were red. I groaned as I slowly walked to find the first aid kit, Nothing was found. I tried to wash the blood off and dry it with a towel, but the bleeding wouldn't stop, so I tied my legs with an extra towel and went to bed. I wiped my tears and looked at my luxury hotel room. My head started to hurt and I went to bed moaning. I wanted to sleep for a while and forget about today. I woke up with a sudden pain in my left leg. - Shut up, shut up. I woke up to that voice. "Tristan?" "Did you sleep well?" I looked at him in amazement, he was sitting cross-legged on my bed In his lap and