Trouble in Paradise
Gently brushing away the blood from my lips, he said, "Now you've shed blood for me too."
It was different from what I'd imagined—no flotation, none of the usual intimacy between a man and a woman. Merely an insignificant amount of bloodshed was enough for him to forgive me.
The driver got back in, and I had no idea where he was taking us. I wanted to speak, but Nicholas closed his eyes again.
Watching the view outside warily, I noticed the car was leaving the city. I thought Nicholas must've been crazy to have the driver take us back to Radiant City, but then again, this car was registered there.