Chapter Six

Before I could pass out from fear, however, Josef's face came into view. And I never let out a huge sigh of relief until now.

"You scared me." I croaked out, my voice sounding like I'd been in a coma for months, and it hurt to even talk.

"I knew she'll do this to you, so I waited for her to leave to check on you," Josef said with concern before they darkened when he swept his eyes over me. "You look like hell, Klaire."

"It feels like it, too." I joked and tried to laugh but ended up wincing instead.

Josef did not laugh with me. Instead, he flicked my forehead and watched me for a few seconds, seemingly thinking of ways to help me up without hurting me, and I watched him do so, having nothing left to do.

Josef only recently found out what Zella's been doing to me. And eventually, Sofia did, too. He saw the bruises on my arms when I mistakenly lifted arms, and they did not stop interrogating what happened and who did that to me. At one point, they even thought I had a lover, and he