I sent a glare his way. I was sure he could feel it, I wanted him to. Abigail stepped into my line of sight raising a brow but she said nothing. We both watched him disappear down the hallway.

Her eyes seemingly softened by a fraction as they roamed across my face. “Come on,” she said, gesturing for me to follow her toward a side hallway.

I hesitated holding my arm to my chest. “Where are we going?”

“To get that cleaned first,” she replied. “Unless you’d prefer to bleed ...