Chapter 92

Charlotte's POV

"Madame, you're bleeding!" Maria cried out, pointing at my legs. Like a movie I slowly looked down at my feet and there it was... small droplets of crimson blood pooling at my feet, seemingly coming from underneath my white dress that was now all dusty due to the mess I had caused in the room.

The residue dust had rested on my dress, giving it a slightly dark look but despite that, it couldn't hide the droplets of blood on the white tiled floor.

Panicky, I lifted my knee length dress to check and truly my legs were indeed stained with a longline of blood coming from my inner thighs. And instantly, my heart rate quickened, as several thoughts... several possibilities even raced through my mind.

I didn't want to believe it, I didn't want to even think about it...but a certain thought kept nagging at me from the back of my head. Pressing forward and pushing itself above every other thought the more I stared at the line of blood slowly adding to the mini pool at my feet.