Damien’s POV
I carried the tray of food and water in one hand as I twisted the key in the keyhole, I turned and pushed the door with my shoulder and I entered my room. I dropped the food on the table and turned around, Serafine was squatting beside my bed as she was picking up something.
I walked up to her, “Serafine,” I called and she stood up to her feet slowly.
Why does she look so pale and shaky? “Baby, are you okay?” I asked her. She looked down, and I followed her eye movement and I crossed my brows in shock, “What!”
I squatted down immediately as I held her leg that was hurt, “How did you hurt yourself?” I asked her and I looked to the side and I saw my glass lamp was broken on the floor.
“s**t…” The glass seemed to have given her a cut. “Come, I’ll treat your wound,” I looked
