Caesar's POV

Julia grabbed some ice, put it in a bag, and pressed it against my face. Her hands were trembling as she cleaned the blood with gauze and saline.

"I'm sorry about this," she murmured. "I didn't want any of this to happen."

I pressed the ice harder against my face, feeling the adrenaline rush through my body.

"How much is it?"

She pretended not to hear me.

"Julia… How much?" I insisted, my tone a little harsher than the moment called for.

Silence.

She folded the gauze