Daisy's POV

Was it my imagination? I turned my head, only to find nothing there. A flicker of unease stirred in my chest, but I quickly suppressed it. The pressing matter now was heading to the clinic to get treated.

Inside the clinic, after a brief examination, the doctor regarded me with a solemn expression. "Miss Daisy, the inflammation in your arm has led to a fever. We need to treat your wound immediately and put you on an IV to bring the fever down."

Blood had seeped ...