Chapter 17

IRIS

"Mio fiore."

My heart stopped beating at that moment. His eyes shinned with unshed tears. He looked at me as if he was trying to read me. His hands were bleeding and I could see a few pieces of glass piercing through his skin.

I need to help him. My legs worked automatically as I rushed to his lavish bathroom to find a first aid kit. I soon found one near the sink.

I rushed back to the room to see him facing towards the window. The blood looked like a black tar falling on the floor painting the pool of vicious pain.

I went to him as he turned and gave me a genuine smile. He looked at me from head to toe but it didn't make me feel disgusted. His glaze somehow made me feel protected.

"Sit down on the bed Tristan, let me bandage you. Your hand is bleeding badly.", I said to him.

No reply, he just stood there watching me like a h