[Elise’s POV]
I fight the urge to pull my arm away from the crazy, jealous woman taking care of me, but decide against it. There was no reason for me to be showing my ass to begin with since William was no longer mine.
“Since you’ve got first aid under control, I’d like to speak privately with Maverick and my niece.” William announces, causing me to feel annoyed.
His niece. She was my niece too, and because of that, I should have been present for whatever it was they were going to discuss, but I couldn’t, not as Eleanor.
Stupid goddess. I grumble inwardly, earning myself a chuckle from Anna.
‘Shut up.’ I growl. ‘I’m not in the mood for your shit.’
‘If you didn’t decide to play hero back then, you wouldn’t be in this position.’ Anna points out.
Ignoring her jab, I turn my gaze to the wound on my arm, which Lidia is busying herself with disinfecting, only to find that it doesn’t quite seem to be healing.