chapter 48

Lora pov.

I sat there, watching as Phillips stood up and placed his hands on the back of his head.

I observed him closely, taking in his appearance once again. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline. He had short brown hair that was slightly disheveled and piercing blue eyes that seemed to sparkle in the light.

As he stood up, he let out a groan of pain, causing me to furrow my brow in concern. He looked at me, and our eyes met.

"What happened?" he asked, his voice laced with confusion.

I moved closer to him, examining his head for any signs of injury. I placed my hand on his scalp and felt a small bump, but it seemed to be only a minor cut.

"You fell and hit your head," I told him softly. He looked around, trying to orient himself.

"How about you? Are you all right?" he asked, his eyes searching mine.

I nodded and smiled, trying to reassure him that everything was okay. But inside, I was seething with anger. I knew what I had to do, even if it meant hurting t