Vivienne's regret

Troy was quick enough to pull her hand before she had dug the sharp edges of the scissors into her chest.

Troy's hands were bleeding because he had held the sharp edge as quick as he could, he didn't think of getting injured.

He threw the scissors far away and went close to Vivienne.

“Have you gone mad!." He yelled looking scared, what if he hadn't been quick enough, she would have died, he thought to himself.

“I'll go get a doctor to take care of your hand." Teress told him.

“No, I'm fine." He told Teress

“You're spilling blood everywhere Troy, you're not fine, that amount of blood means the cut is deep." Teress insisted.

Troy turned to her, he was frustrated, beads of sweat were gathering at his forehead and his neck.

“No Teress, I'm fine, I don't need a Doctor!." Troy yelled

Teress was stubborn and she had already made you her mind that he needed someone to take care of his wound.

“I won't just stand here and watch you bleed Mr Troy, you're paying me to take care of you and I'm onl
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