I Don't Have to Explain to You
Seeing that she was awake, Leroy raised his head to look at her. He asked indifferently, "Are you feeling better?"
Reyna was in a daze. She remembered waking up at the scene of the fire and saw that it was Bentley who rescued her again.
Could it be her hallucination?
"Much better."
"What's wrong with you?" Leroy leaned over and asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I heard from Mikaela that you were overwhelmed by the fire. You kept screaming and wouldn't leave. You just stood there." His expression turned ugly as he said this. "Reyna, you're not a handicapped. You could have run away, but why didn't you?"
Reyna gripped the blanket tightly with one hand and glared at him, "It's not your business."
She lifted the blanket and wanted to get out of bed, but Leroy dragged her back with one hand.
"Reyna, don't you have anything to explain to me?" Leroy's expression turned much colder, and his voice became much deeper.