“I’m sure she didn’t mean to bump into me, Leo. Please don’t blame her for this,” Cheryl said.
Both Leo and Cheryl looked at me.
Leo turned to Cheryl, a worried look on his face. “Are you okay? Come on, let’s get that shoulder checked out.”
He looked at me again. “How could you be so careless, Lyra? Hurry up and get me some medicine!”
But I stood up and replied, “We don’t have any.”
Leo scowled, his patience thin. “How could you be so selfish and petty?!”
He then helped Cheryl into his car, leaving me behind.
A sudden jolt of pain reminded me that I had bruised my hand during the fall, but I ignored it and looked at the clock inside the house. There was only a little more than an hour left.
