Chapter Twenty-Five – Disappointed
Laurel clutched her stomach, tightly. What was happening to her? Her eyes were getting dizzy.
Sorren looked back into the prison as she called his attention. His eyes widened. "Blood?"
She spat out clots of blood and her stomach felt like it was turning over. She crouched on the ground. "What… did you… give to me?"
It was definitely what she just ate that was messing with her stomach over. Was she going to die? Did she get poisoned? Why would Sorren poison her?
Sorren was temporarily paralyzed. "Blood…?" he mouthed. "She's… bleeding?"
Flashbacks whiffed past his mind of the last time he saw someone bled before him. It brought pain so he shook the memories and rushed to Laurel.
"Why are you bleeding? Did you… bite your tongue?"
