The price

Kamala, stop!" Alister shouted back at me as I leaped out of bed. Fucking Cullen. He was not going to get away with this.

"You can't get out of bed! The doctor said-"

"I don't care! There is no fucking way that I-" Before I could finish my rant about Cullen, Alister swiftly picked me up over his shoulder and threw me back on the bed.

"You don't understand! There is no way that it was Cullen who saved me!" I yelled back at him.

"Instead of yelling at me, why don't you just explain?" He demanded as he firmly held my body against the bed as I struggled to get up.

"Alister, Cullen he-"

"Am I interrupting?"

A more than familiar voice rose from next to the door.

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He was here.

My eyes instantly set on his worried facade. I couldn't believe he was here. The same room where he sent Alvie to poison me in.

"Yes. Get out." Alister replied with no room left for discussion, but Cullen was persistent.