บท 188: She Has His Blood Running In Her

As Adrien's menacing words hung in the air, a heavy silence descended upon the room like a suffocating blanket. The tension was palpable, thick with the weight of unspoken threats and simmering resentment.

Christon, ever the master of defusing tense situations with his easy charm, responded with a playful gesture, miming zipping his lips shut with exaggerated flair. His action earned a chuckle from Alicia, a brief moment of levity amidst the palpable tension. Clearing his throat, Christon refocused his attention on tending to Alicia, his movements careful and deliberate as he gingerly attempted to remove the strands of hair that had become entangled around her wound.

Alicia winced as she felt the sharp tug of pain shoot through her, her breath catching in her throat as she instinctively recoiled from the sensation. Christon paused, his brow furrowing with concern as he noticed her reaction.