He stared at her, assessing her for any kind of injuries. He scanned her from head to toe, checking for any signs of bleeding from wounds or broken bones.
The only indication that she was hurt was the tiny blood spots on her shirt. Still, Jacob could not locate the source of the bleeding.
"I am sorry, but I think this is all my fault." She quickly apologized for the misunderstanding, pointing to their situation. She moved into a sitting position, readying to stand up.
She believed that he rushed to her house thinking she was in danger. But it was all a miscommunication. She suddenly felt foolish for calling him for such a silly accident.
"What is going on, Cassie?" He asked, rubbing his hands and elbows, mildly bruised from its impact on the rugged floor. Luckily, the thick carpet had softened their landing. "I thought something terrible happened to you." Admitting his earlier fear.
