52 Because I'm not a monster

Steve didn't look at Hope even once, and the blank look he sported was not helping to ease her anxiety since she couldn't tell what he was thinking.

'Does he think I have something to do with what happened?' she fearfully wondered.

She watched Steve keenly as he took the blood-stained cover sheet from the bed. Hope had no idea he was bleeding that much and bled that much since she left him, the guilt rushed in and she wanted to slap herself for forgetting about him.

'What kind of woman am I to leave her lover to bleed out like this?' she reprimanded herself and told herself that Emily from back then wouldn't have done something so blatantly foolish.

Steve gently and properly tucked Blake under the remaining covers, before putting the materials he finished using back in the first-aid kit.