Chapter 348
Olga
I'm glad I came in time. Glad she was stopped before something drastic happened.
I watch the physician bandage Damien's torso, my hands folded in my lap, my face composed. Inside, I'm trembling. But no one needs to see that.
Once the bandage is secure, Damien stands. He doesn't look at me. Doesn't say a word. Just walks out, slamming the door behind him.
I exhale.
"Thank you for coming, Dr. Brown." My voice is steady.
"No problem. It's my job, Madam Han." He packs his equipment carefully—the gauze, the antiseptic, the small vials of blood he collected from Vivienne.
She's sedated now. They had to sedate her. She was a screaming mess when they carried her upstairs, still reaching for the knife, still shouting things I'm trying very hard to forget.
I walk toward the doctor.
"Dr. Brown." I keep my voice low. "How long have we known each other?"
