DrentI didn't fully understand what had happened until I was already pulling Renata into the car, her hand pressed hard against her side, blood seeping faintly through her fingers. My mind raced through every possibility as I drove faster than I should have, and when we finally reached the clinic, I practically carried her through the doors myself.The nurse cleaned the wound while I paced just outside the curtain, my jaw tight, my hands clenched at my sides. When Renata finally spoke, her voice was quieter than usual, almost hesitant."It was Payton," she said.Something cold and furious rose in my chest instantly. "Payton did this to you?""Drent, calm down," she said, wincing as the nurse dabbed at the cut. "It's just a scratch. I'm fine.""What if it wasn't just a scratch?" I snapped"But it wasn't," she said firmly, meeting my eyes despite the pain clearly written across her face. "I'm fine. I promise you, I'm fine."I wanted to argue, to demand every detail of what happened, bu
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