Shattered Truths and Burning Kisses"I saw the blood before I heard the screammine or someone else’s, I couldn’t tell." * As I ran to the study, the hallway got fuzzy around me. It felt like a war drum was beating in my chest. I heard Dominic's voice, which was sharp and hurt, and then the sound of something breaking. It wasn't clear which scared me more: that someone had hurt him or that he had hurt himself. What a name! I rushed through the door, out of breath. He was in the middle of the room, breathing, and his hand was wet with blood. It looked like a scene from a crime movie, but the glass bottle that used to sit on the mahogany shelf was now broken and lying at his feet. Hi, Evelyn. His voice was very low. I couldn't put my finger on what was making his eyes, those cold, dominating eyes, go crazy. "WTF did that happen?" I quickly ran over to him, grabbed a hand towel from the bar cart, and put it around his hand. He did not move or flinch. Just looked at me like I was the
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