The bleeding isn’t as severe as earlier, but there’s still hemorrhaging, and I might have lost more blood than my body can afford to. I’m still not interested in treating it until I get Sasha back home. What if she runs off on me again? In the mansion, I have enough power to stop her from leaving. She steps between me and the driver's door. Her face is still closed off, lips pursed, and brows pulled together in an adorable frown.
