Viola's fingers tightened around the sheet as she bit down hard on her bottom lip while the healer Sebastian had summoned checked for the extent of the damage done to her and treated the small bruises she had sustained from Evan's hits that had caught her completely off guard and unprepared.
As the doctor hovered over her, her own eyes drifted to Sebastian, who was standing at the glass wall with his back turned to them. He hadn't spoken a single word to her since he had brought her back to her room and called the healer, but the set of his jaw and the hardness in his silver eyes told her he was furious, not only at Evan, but at her too. She had tried to grip his sleeve and he had brushed her touch away coldly and gone to stand at the far end of the room, away from her bed.
