A sharp pain shot across his palm as the glass dug into his skin. He hissed, as blood began to seep through his fingers, forming crimson droplets on the marble floor.
Trish ⟨Alexis Thorne⟩
*grabs some tissues* Give me your arm, let me look
While Trish tried to stop the bleeding and clean the wound, Rithika, who had noticed this from afar, started panicking
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