That day was quite eventful, with a lot of bloodshed and such, but after all of that, Alice was able to sleep like a baby with no nightmares or discomfort after what she did.
She had Leo to thank.
And then the next day, at noon, Alice was woken by Devon's voice. Honestly, she wouldn't have bothered waking up, getting out of her bed, and just continuing sleeping.
But in that moment that she blinked, recognizing Devon's presence in the house, she heard Mark ask in a rather shocked tone,
"What happened to your arm?"
And to which Devon answered awkwardly,
"Can't you tell? I lost it."
These two lines prompted Alice to get up from her bed at once, and she dashed towards the stairs, panting like she had run a marathon to see for herself what exactly was going on.
"What's this I hear?" She asked, staring at Devon who secretly tried to hide the fact that one of his sleeves had no arm in it.
Her eyebrows furrowed as she asked,
"What happened to your arm?"
