"Don't ever show your face to me. I'll kill you."
Zoey then walked ever so slowly, brushing past Niko towards Clara. She squatted down, studying the traumatized victim of his wickedness.
Worries and sympathy filled Zoey's eyes as the shock in Clara's eyes dimmed the grace she always bore. Clara only looked up at her with blank eyes, no words coming out of her mouth but her lips and entire body were trembling.
"Can you stand?" Zoey asked in a hush tone, but the latter was just staring at her. "Let's go to the nearest hospital, okay?"
Zoey offered a subtle yet reassuring smile as she held onto Clara's shoulder. Although Zoey's body build was almost the same as Clara, she easily lifted Clara back on her feet.
Clara's hands that were holding Zoey's arm were cold and sweaty. Zoey ignored it but she could feel the overwhelming fear with her trembling.
'Poor thing,' Zoey whispered in her mind.
