I needed to stop the bleeding.
I swallowed hard and rushed to my dresser, rummaging through it until I found a handkerchief. I pressed it against the wound, gritting my teeth as I applied pressure.
Please stop. Please stop.
Minutes passed, and finally, finally, the bleeding slowed. I let out a shaky breath and carefully dressed the wound, making sure the bandage was secure.
I turned to the mirror.
The girl staring back at me looked... shaken. Pale. There was a desperate edge in her eyes that I barely recognized.
I inhaled deeply, gripping the edge of the dresser. I have to get a grip.
I couldn't let this secret slip.
If anyone knew about the mark… if anyone realized whose mark it was—Axel's reputation would be ruined. He would be ruined.
And I couldn't let that happen.
So, I made a vow.
With my reflection as my witness, I whispered, "I'll protect it. No matter what even if I have to lay down my life to do so."
