Don't try to hide your mate if you ever find him

Ryan's POV

I made her lean on my chest, and we remained like that for a long time before she began pulling off the makeshift bandage from her head.

"Have you healed?" I asked, but she didn't say anything.

I checked out her head, and it was healed, but my venom that had burnt her hand and her neck didn't heal. I still sighed in relief that she was no longer bleeding from her head. I had used my powers to push her really hard when she was about to commit suicide, and I'm supposing her head had hit the sink. I still had to do it; I had to stop her from killing both herself and my child. But where could she have gotten a silver knife?

"Does your body still hurt?" I asked, checking out the injuries and burns on her neck. I had almost killed this lady; if she hadn't pushed me away, I would have definitely killed her. But the confusing thing is, how did she manage to push me like that, mostly when my psychosis was in control?

"Look at my hands, my neck; you've burnt them with your venom. Wha