7. SIN

I tilted my head to the side and pressed a fingertip to a dark bruise a few inches beneath my ribs. There were two sets of bruises, one set from Jackson, and the other from Tyrone. Letting out a sigh, I turned away from the mirror and bent forward to take a look at the healing wound on my knee. My eyes locked on the bruises surrounding my ankle instead.

It throbbed, but it didn’t hurt as badly as it had. I knew it was probably because of the painkillers I had taken the moment we got back.

Straightening, I grabbed the towel from the railing, tried myself, and then wrapped it around my body. Just as I stepped out of the bathroom, the cottage door opened, and then slammed shut a second later. I turned and frowned at Bella who had come to a sudden stop when she saw me. Her eyes dropped but immediately snapped back up to my face. She licked her lips and gave her head a slight shake.

“We need to talk.”

“About what?” I asked.

Her eyes narrowed. “Draven called me.”

I clutched the towel t