Meredith touched her face in horror. When she felt a warm and sticky liquid running down her cheek, her pupils constricted. “Blood! There’s so much blood! My face!”

She looked at her bloody palm and screamed. Her face was much paler now that she was losing blood profusely.

Madeline lifted her head and saw the lacerated flesh on Meredith’s right cheek. She was surprised, but at the same time, she felt that it was truly ironic. At the sight before her, she smiled.

She did not expect that Meredi