Frightened, Megan turned pale. She stumbled over her next words.

“Y-yeah. Everyone deserves to be happy. Carlos makes me happy.”

‘Makes her happy?’ Debbie sneered, “So? You screw me over just to be happy?”

“What’s wrong with that? You’re nothing to me. What do I care? Carlos used to treat me better than any other. But since you showed up, he’s only had eyes for you. It’s not fair!” Megan was afraid, but she managed to shout out her thoughts anyway. She was already on thin ice.

It wasn’t going to do any harm to wound Debbie further.

“Fair? You talk about fair?” Laughing, Debbie tossed Megan aside like a bag of garbage.

“Ah!” Thrown off balance, Megan tumbled to the floor and her forehead struck the bench.

Blood trickled down her face. Feeling the warmth, she reached for her forehead and screamed when she saw the red, sticky Liquid on her hand.

In the ward

Debbie leaned against the window, troublesome as a rebellious teen.

Defiantly facing the four men in front of her, she remained bold and confident.

Gesturing wildly, Damon paced furiously around the room. He wanted to curse, but he didn’t dare to. He stopped once, like he wanted to say something to Debbie, but all he could do is clench his fists and move on.

Wesley had just arrived to visit Carlos. When he heard about what happened, he stared at Debbie gravely. If he could, he would make her a punching bag and strike her repeatedly.

Curtis kept smiling, because Debbie wasn’t hurt. He had stuck up for

Megan before, but only because Wesley and Carlos were his buddies. But he much preferred Debbie to Megan.

Carlos sat on the bed silently, lips dry and pale. If you Looked at him you could feel the temperature drop.

It was Damon who finally broke the silence.

“Did you come back to see

Carlos or hurt Megan?”

Debbie cast him a sideways look and scoffed, “Yeah right. Because I wanted to hurt Megan. See how important she is to me? I even flew back from England for her. Spent 10 hours in a flying tin can. It cost a pretty penny though. How about reimbursing me for my trouble?”

“Are you high? How could you even talk about that right now? “ Damon stared at her with widened eyes. It was obvious he was furious with her.

“Why not? Just think, if I hadn’t come back, you wouldn’t have had the chance to rush to her rescue. Megan’s guardian angels,” she mocked.

Her tone was exaggerated to make it sound dramatic. Damon’s anger grew.

Curtis adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat.

“Guardian angel?

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