Thirty - nine

Eira’s Pov

“Half bag” someone called out.

“A bag, ” Dolphus announced, outbidding the person and I couldn't help but grimace.

That's a bag of my blood!!

“A bag? Going! Going!

“A quarter and a bag, ” a deep voice called out from the room just beside us and I shivered lightly.

“Half bag and a bag, ” Dolphus called out again, looking at me apologetically but beads of sweat already started forming on my temple.

“Two bags, ” I heard the deep voice call out again.

I almost shouted angrily, but Dolphus looked at me and indicated that I keep quiet, so as not to cause a disturbance.

“Two and a quarter bags, ” Dolphus blurted again and I instantly felt my heart skip.

An exchange that was meant to be just a quarter of a bag had added two bags just because of that mean man beside our space.

“Three bags, ” the deep voice yelled again, this time I could sense a bit of mischievousness in his voice.

What a psycho!

Does losing that much blood be a joke to him?

If it's a joke to him, can't he at least