Chapter 212 Trust Your Brother
- After Dorian finished giving blood, we sat side-by-side in the stiff plastic waiting chairs. He quietly placed a sandwich and juice on my lap.
- I stared at my hands, still faintly stained with Zayne’s blood, until the pressure in my chest grew too heavy to bear.
- “Why are you here?” I asked softly, trying to rub off the blood but they stuck to my skin.