Avery finished tending to Elliot's wound, then said coldly, "Put your clothes on."

Elliot put on the t-shirt she gave him, then looked up at her and asked, "Can I ask my question now?"

"What is it?" Avery's expression and tone were icy. "Hayden doesn't like you. Don't touch him again. If something like this ever happens again, just give me a call."

Elliot's mind went blank.

He really did bring all of this onto himself.

He picked up his torn shirt, stood up, and prepared to leave.

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