Sinclair's pov
After making sure the bruises on her body had been attended to, I got her enough food and aspirin tablets, and then put her to sleep. It broke my heart to see her in this condition but there wasn't so much I could do to the person responsible for this.
"Sinclair...." Blair's shaky voice called out to me and I rushed to the bedside, crouching down so I could hear her properly.
"I'm here, my love. What do you need?" I asked and she smiled weakly.
"Are you sure we should be out here? You know who your father is and what he can do.." she said and I rolled my eyes.
"I just need you to recover from this and get back on your feet. What my father decides to do after this doesn't matter at the moment.." I replied and patted her head softly.
"Now please get some sleep" I urged and gently kissed her forehead before getting up to leave but she held on to my hand, causing me to crouch back down.
"I'm sorry I made you wait for so long my love...