Selenophile 15.2

Gerald walked quickly to the toilet. He entered and found Barbara sitting on the floor with tears streaming down her face. She was crying miserably.

"Gerald."

Gerald's eyes widened. He hurriedly approached Barbara in panic and confusion. He saw the source of Barbara's pain—her palm. "Barbara, what happened to you?"

"Era, Gerald," Barbara replied, still holding her right hand. She showed Gerald her bruised palm. "She's the one who made my hand like this."

Gerald snarled with a hint of disbelief. "E-Era?"

"Yes, Gerald. She stepped on my hand. She's really cruel and heartless."

"How dare Era do that to you, Barbara. I won't forgive her," Gerald roared angrily. It seemed like he had an additional reason to teach Era a lesson. "Calm down, Barbara. I will avenge you for sure. Era will bear the consequences for hurting you like this."

Barbara nodded. "Thank you, Gerald."

"Now, let's go to the hospital right away. Your hand needs