Seeing him lying half-dead in a hospital bed made my heart ache as though it had been stabbed by a blunt knife.
If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t be in this state.
He used to be a strong, unrestrained man who did whatever he wanted.
How could a proud man Like him be willing to lie here motionless? ®
I closed my tearful eyes and planted a kiss on his forehead.
At that moment, I made up my mind.
“I’m sorry, Caleb. I have to do this to keep you alive. You can say whatever you want when you wake up, but for now, you have no choice.”
Angela’s Library
I stared at him for a long time. After taking a deep breath, I leaned down slowly to get close to his neck.
The next second, my mouth parted and I bit down on his skin.
Yes, I marked him.
At first, the feeling was euphoric, as though something that had been buried deep within me was suddenly activated. But the next second, the pain from the poison in him reached me.
“ARI”
The sudden sharp pain overwhelmed me, causing me to stagger backwards
In the end, I couldn’t stand steadily and fell to my knees.
“Debra? What’re you doing?”
Having heard the sound of me falling in the ward, Carlos immediately pushed the door open and rushed in.
When he found me kneeling on the floor, grimacing in pain, he was stunned.
But he was a smart man. It didn’t take him long to realize what I had done.
Sure enough, he checked Caleb’s neck
“Debra! Did you actually mark him? Why?”
Carlos turned to look at me, wide-eyed in shock
“Yes.
Cold sweat trickled down from my forehead. Overwhelmed with pain, I struggled to answer him
Confused, Carlos asked, “Why would you do such a thing? Your health is in bad enough shape as it is. Debra, marking a person in a coma would only make you weaker.”
“I know…” I answered with difficulty.
