“What?” Sonia frowned and turned to see where the voice was coming from, but before she could get a proper look at the commotion, her body was suddenly pulled into a rough embrace.
Toby had his arms wound tightly around her as he spun her toward the other side before a second later, the sound of glass breaking came from the space where Sonia had been standing earlier. It was then followed by an intense sizzling that mimicked the low buzz of an electric current.
At that moment, he let out a low grunt.
Upon hearing the pain in his voice, she looked up at him. As she was alarmed by the large beads of cold sweat on his forehead and his pallor, she urged, “What is it? Are you okay?”
He released his grip on her without answering her and clamped his left hand over his right wrist by his side, which trembled slightly.
Her gaze fell on his right hand before her breath hitched as she stammered, “Y-Your hand—”
“My hand’s fine. What about you? Are you okay?” He looked up at her, his face pale as he appraised her anxiously and she could tell that the fear in his eyes were genuine.
She opened and closed her mouth, unable to describe her complicated emotions into words. Is he an idiot? His own hand is injured, but all he cares about is whether I’m okay!
Toby stiffened at her lack of response. “Are you hurt?”
Sonia shook her head. “No.”
He held his gaze on her for a few more beats; it was only after he was certain she was telling the truth that he let out a small sigh of relief. As he flashed her a feeble smile, he assured, “That’s good.”
“Good? What the hell are you talking about?” She bit on her lip as she glowered at him. “Look at your hand!”
“It’s nothing,” he insisted.
Sonia pointed at his hand as an incredulous, humorless laugh escaped her. “Oh, it’s nothing?”
There was an open wound the size of a date on the back of his right hand. The skin looked like it had been peeled off from the mess that was blood and flesh; and the edges of the wound were erratic and burnt black—the result of a harsh corrosion.
Sonia could easily whittle down the list of potential substances capable of such erosion to one thing—acid!
together when she saw how the corrosive substance had
When Toby saw this, he instantly reacted by pulling her into his arms and shielding her from the acid. However, when the glass bottle landed on the car and shattered, a speck of acid could have splattered onto the back of his hand,
words, had Toby not saved her in time, the bottle of acid would have spilled on her and its contents would have burned
to survive, but her skin would have been disfigured beyond repair. She would then lock herself away
thoughts flashed in her mind,
she
of gloves stuffed into his mouth to prevent him from speaking.
her. That didn’t
had witnessed the entire incident as well as the audience watching the livestream. They were all mortified by the shocking
they were, bearing witness to
no mind to the crowd of bustling reporters and returned to Toby’s side. Her brows were knitted tightly together
keys,” she demanded hastily. “I have to drop you off at the hospital and I can’t drive my
gaze and answered, “The keys
a waste of precious time, given how she was in a rush to get him to the doctor. “Do you mean the pocket
that Sonia was frustrated. Since he did not dare to dawdle a fraction longer,
having gotten the exact location of his keys, Sonia rubbed the divot between her brows and reached into the left pocket of
stiffened at this. He didn’t think she would actually reach for the keys herself. Seeing that his left hand
softness and warmth of her paw
it was only after she met his dark, piercing gaze that she finally realized what
tips of her ears and she quickly grappled for the keys before withdrawing her hand. She looked the other way in
grab the keys that
swallowed convulsively and responded hoarsely, “It’s fine. Don’t dwell
fluttered slightly at this and she hummed in response after a
how Toby knew she was still dwelling on it. He sighed a little
opened up her palm to reveal the car keys with the
the driving in your
over her delicate face as she glanced at the culprit, who was kneeling on
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