Nadia's POV

It was the most scared I've ever been in all my life. Everything about this was incriminating.


I screamed my lungs out, ran out of the room to get help and left the door open. I grabbed React back with me at the sight of her, together, we lifted his head up and placed it on my thighs.

On my instruction, she ran to get cold water and ice cubes from the kitchen. I made a makeshift bandage of one of the several small towels Tracy brought in, stuffing it with ice cubes and wrapping them around his hands. Fortunately, he stirred and bit and started taking deeper breaths.

I immediately asked her to apply pressure on his chest, while I still had his head resting on my.


I noticed that blood started running down his nostrils, but quickly wiped it before Tracy could see.

She kept on pumping his chest and finally, Vance threw his eyes open.


They were so bright, that if his head wasn't still on my thighs, and his hands still in the towels and ice cube, I wouldn't have believed he was the one who fainted.

'Hey." I said frantically.

Vance smiled.

'Thank you, Tracy." He said, addressing her first. 'That would be all for now."

Tracy walked out, leaving us both. It was quite awkward, considering what had just happened.

'Did I scare you?" Vance asked, smiling.

His head was still on my lap and he did not look like he was in a hurry to take it off.

'Fuck yea!" I screamed. I was a bit pissed at how calm he looked. Like he didn't just scare the living daylight out of me.

'Why do my hands feel so cold?" He asked, chuckling while sitting up. This was a strange man.

'I put ice on them. You busted your knuckles." I replied to him.

'Take it off, they should be fine now." Is he mad? Did he hit his head or something?

'I wrapped them barely five minutes ago." I protested, not eager to see his damaged fists.

Vance then took them off himself, and what I saw almost made me faint. They were as fresh as before. Like nothing ever happened.

'What the fuck?!" I exclaimed.

'Go ask Tracy to get something for us to eat. We'd be dining in." He said before stripping naked and walking into the bathroom, leaving the door wide open. It was like I was living with a mad man. I immediately heeded his instructions and went to prepare something.

All the while, my mind was in a mess.

What the fuck just happened? Does Vance have powers to heal himself? He clearly does…

Does he have the power to heal others? Now that would be something.

The closer I got to Vance , the more I realized how little I actually knew of him.

I took to preparing breakfast by myself to busy my mind with something other than what just occurred.

This wasn't a good thing at all. It's been so much drama this morning and Vance seems too cool for comfort. I'm quite unnerved.

I can't be more grateful for the fact that Landon was now no longer a threat to us as he wouldn't be in the palace for a very long time.

But Vance was also a totally different person.

As soon as the food got done, I served it and scurried back into the room with it.

'Something smells toasty." He quipped.

I stole a glance at him to make sure that he was still as cheerful. 'Yeah, I toasted some bread and eggs."

'Thanks, love." He replied. I arranged the dishes on the table and set it up for him.

'Sit." He instructed, albeit kindly. It was awkward. I was tense. He still had a very annoying smile on his face. 'I'm sorry I scared you. I didn't mean to. It's just one of those things, and I wanted you to get used to it."

'I understand." I replied to him. 'How do you feel?"

'I'm okay, babe." Vance replied.

After then, it was quiet, we both ate in perfect silence.

I tried as much as I could to avoid his eyes but he kept staring at me. At some point, I surrendered.

'I don't know if it's in my place to ask, but I kinda want to know where you left for this morning, in such a hurry. Is there a problem?" I added the question to mask my tone that was laden with suspicion.

Suddenly, he had no words. Just kept on eating like he didn't hear me say anything.

I got up, wiped my mouth, trashed the tissue and went straight into the bathroom.

He still didn't budge.

Immediately I locked the door and turned the shower on to drown out any noise, I started drawing imaginary patterns on the back of my shoulder. It's been ages since I last explored my body. It was just Vance doing the exploration.

I took my hand to my breasts, cupped them and slowly turned to my neck to let myself feel the moment.

Next, I ran just one finger straight down the middle of my body. My pussy was sore. Vance has been having his fill of me lately. I couldn't even feel the blood rush down there, but I knew I was excited.

I wasn't going to go in, ‘cause I've seen better days. I just wanted to remind my body of my touch and spend time away from all the animals on the outside.

I set the shower to warm and I enjoyed it as it carried all the filth on my body and in my soul away.

Soft moans kept escaping my lips, but I trust the water to drown them out.

'Open up." I gave it a second, gaslighting myself into thinking that it was just in my head and he wasn't at the door. 'Nadia." That was my cue. I couldn't stand Vance's touch right now.

'I was just getting done." I said as I threw the door open, letting him in and letting myself out.

'I was coming in there because of you." He protested.

'Too late." I replied snobbishly.

It was just so easy to ease back into the cat and rat fights we had regularly. It was too easy to not get along.

'Are you the one who's supposed to be mad though?" He asked. I wasn't actually mad, I just wanted to give us both a reason to avoid each other for a while. I'm not delusional, I saw what had happened. Firstly, he went to an undisclosable location, then I discovered he had a letter in his pocket, then he had a confrontation with Landon after which he busted his knuckles on the walls in her, the blood was still staring back at us, and then somehow, he healed with no traces after passing out with blood running from his nose, and now life was supposed to be back to normal?!

If there's one thing I've learned, it's that there's no normal. Not with Vance, not with Landon, not with me.

'I just need some space, and your blood off the wall." I said.