Chapter 24 Sleeping Pill

Late at night, I retreated to the bathroom to tend to my wound. Aaron's bite had been far more intense than I had ever anticipated. When I turned around and saw the back of my neck in the mirror, I was shocked. The bite mark was deep and red, with blood clots clinging to it. His scent seemed to permeate every inch of me, refusing to wash away even after I had showered twice. It left me troubled, wondering if others could smell it, too. As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, I appeared haggard, while Aaron, who was peacefully asleep, looked radiant. Despite my efforts, I couldn't seem to clean the wound properly, so I resorted to forcefully washing away the blood clots with a disinfectant that contained alcohol. The pain was excruciating, and I clenched my teeth to bear it. After cleaning, I examined the bruises and kiss marks scattered across my body. I couldn't help but think Aaron was a relentless lover, showing no concern for anyone else's well-being. I reached for my phone