Zacharias' face turned grim. He stepped forward and grabbed Shirley's wrist. "Go upstairs. I'll apply some ointment for you."
"I don't need it, thank you. Let go of me," Shirley refused. She tried to withdraw her hand only to tug on the wound on her back, causing her to hiss reflexively in pain. "It doesn't hurt, huh?" Zacharias huffed. "Come upstairs with me."
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