Falling at Her Feet
"Ms. Parker, please don't get the wrong idea! We really just… ran into each other. Please, just let Mr. Quinn take me to the hospital first. My stomach really hurts. Please, I'm begging you."
Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her voice grew weaker with each cry. By the time she finished, she was barely holding herself up.
The commotion had already drawn a crowd.
Zachary hated being caught in an embarrassing situation. The more eyes on us, the darker his expression became.
"Sienna, she really is in pain," he said.
I waved a hand dismissively, confused. "And what does that have to do with me? You brought her here, and you were the one who knocked her down.