Chapter 768: Cheyenne Believes in Me

The bathroom was filled with splashes of water. Stains of red blood scattered across the white floor, creating a horrifying sight. Omari's heart pounded with unease, his icy gaze following the bloodstains until they reached Cheyenne's arm. Fresh red blood continued to flow from the area where Cheyenne was given sedatives. Cheyenne's clothes had been torn into ragged strips and discarded, revealing a delicate yellow camisole with dainty white lace, showcasing her slender and beautiful body like a graceful deer in the woods. Her long and flowing wavy hair clung haphazardly to her pale back, with droplets of water constantly falling like rain, tracing down her slim and perfect butterfly-like back. In this season, every drop froze. Cheyenne clutched her bleeding arm, trembling on the cold floor barefoot. "Cheyenne," Omari called out. His eyes were bloodshot, filled with veins, as he quickly grabbed a towel from the wall and gently wrapped it around her. With his long arms, he emb