Trisha POV
"you are going to slit my hand with that!" I gulped when Emma headed towards me with a silver dagger. It was pretty large and sharp as it glistened even with the light in the room. "is there no other means to do this?" I asked, shaking in fear because I hated seeing sharp weapons.
"no!" she answered.
It makes me remember how I was almost stabbed to death by one of the loan sharks I owed. I almost died that day, thanks to my friend who saved my life.
Seeing the dagger brought those memories, but there was nothing that I could do. Acting weak in front of Draven might give him the idea that I couldn't be his surrogate.
I didn't want him to have those thoughts about me, so I decided to give it my all. I closed my eyes as Emma held my palm up and slit it horizontally. "oh m
