Jilted Heiress Strikes Back
Raina sat by the bedside and, for the first time, realized just how pale a person’s face could become—so white it was almost translucent, not a trace of blood beneath the skin. Even though streaks of dried, half-clotted blood still marred his face, there was no color left in it.
Lowering her head, she carefully, inch by inch, used a towel to wipe away the blood from his face.
A basin of clean water, by the end, was dyed completely red.