I stood there and watched while Lucian examined Klara's arm. I was sure she did it on purpose.
"I am all right." She said blinking with her long lashes, something I noticed she does often in Lucian's presence.
"Are you sure." He asked looking at her wound again. He probably felt guilty, but she was the one that wanted to fight and she was doing all this on purpose. She was doing it to get close to him.
Why do I always have to fight for him? I was tired of it.
Not wanting to see any of it anymore, I decided to leave.
I was hurt, angry, tired. Should I have stayed with my parents? Did I make a mistake by coming here with Lucian? Tears filled my eyes and not wanting anyone to see me cry, I walked faster through the halls. When I got around the corner I bumped into someone and stumbled backwards.
"I am sorry, My Lady, I didn't see you coming." Oliver said, startled.
