The festival

It was hard to miss the blaring red spot on Holden's face the next day when he came into the clinic, courtesy of Hayden, who was not amused when he found out he was the culprit in this mess and brought Elise to the pub.

Elise barely spared a glance at Holden, still annoyed that he knew what was happening and let her go in there just to see Hayden with another woman.

“Ouch! Can you fucking stop that?” He hissed at Elise, as she put a warm cloth to clean the bloodied area. Abby had asked her for a favor to clean his bloody face.

“Sit still,” she hissed, not sorry for his pain. She was holding back from laughing at his face; he deserved it. She wanted to add another punch, too.

“Don't you have healing powers or something like that? So much for being on my side.”

“I am not on your side; you called bullshit and you found out the consequences; what did you even gain for letting me see that?” Elise hissed, dropping the warm cloth back into a bowl.

“I thought I’d spice up your r