Archer sat by the bedside, his hands clasped in front of him, his head held up in the intersection of his fingers. He watched Hailey's still body, then with slow movements, walked over to her.
She had been made to lie on her stomach, as her back had a knife cut in, right at the small of her back. His eyes thinned as he looked at it.
The luna mark was no more there. It looked almost intentional, and he shuddered, thinking about how the sign could have been carved out from her skin.
He swallowed, then slowly turned her, and without letting her lay on her back, he made her to sit up.
Her body leaned on him, and he pushed her further into him, then lifted her off the bed. Slowly, he walked to the bathroom, then ran the bath. He checked the temperature once in a while until it was good enou
