Selena looked away, for she didn't want to see the needle moving around her hand; she was scared, after all. Eventually, the nurse managed to inject the needle, and she was sweating profusely.
"Please don't move anymore, Miss Yard. It'll be difficult to pull it off again if you do." The nurse was on the verge of breaking down. "I'm sorry." Selena apologized sincerely. "It's fine. Just be careful." Then, she glanced at Pierre before leaving the ward.
Pierre was sitting on the chair beside the bed, his head hanging low. Neither of them was in the mood for an argument after everything that had happened. "I'm starting to regret my choice," he muttered under his breath. Selena didn't quite catch it. "What did you say?"
