CHAPTER 24

In his suite, he placed me on the bed and got the first aid box, ready to attend to my injuries when I stopped him.

"I'll do it myself," I said weakly, refusing his touch.

"Are you sure you're strong enough for it?" He took my palm in his, a glint of pity in his eyes but I grasped my hand from his with the little strength left in me.

I rolled my eyes away from him, wondering why he was acting considerate.

"Just leave me alone," I muttered and began the healing process. Touching just a part of my body, healed the rest, and in no time my skin was back to normal; the pain gradually fading.

Derek's eyes widen in glee and a smile pulled up on his lips, "you did it."

I said nothing as I started to sit up, he immediately came to assist me and placed a pillow behind me.

"I can help myself," I told him. "I didn't ask for your help. You shouldn't have interfered."

"You would have died," he said. "I couldn't let that happen."

I scoffed, "like you care. I never asked you to save me though."

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