Chapter 55

Steve leaned half-propped against the side of my bed as he felt my forehead. "Feeling any better now?" I looked at him, fighting back the sting in my eyes. This face matched the stranger's from the last part of my dream. He was no longer the Steve I once knew. Maybe noticing the tears threatening to fall, Steve softened his voice. "I know you've suffered a lot this time. I'll tell Dorothy that you saved her." I curled my lip in disdain and asked, "Does that even matter?" His deep eyes fixed on me as he replied slowly, "It does." I didn't see why. I risked my life, teetering on death multiple times, to give Dorothy blood just for her to say "thank you"? But I had overestimated Steve and Isabel's daughter. It turned out that the blood I gave these past few days didn't even deserve a single "thank you" from her. When Isabel learned that I'd woken up, she came to my ward with Dorothy. The moment Steve heard Dorothy was coming, he immediately let go of me, got out of bed, and str