The hours after the attack none of them expected, the girl was still in pain not letting any of the sisters touch her. The pain grew and the fever only got worse. Every hour they tried to heal her. Every hour they failed when finally Beatrice lost her nerve. Taking her hand tightly leaving a bruise ignoring the girls protests taking medication from her bag with her other hand.

"I know you don't like being touched, but I'm not letting you die and no matter how hard you push me away I'm doing this"

She sounded worried and visible angry, she cared for her more she would ever know and she needed her to live.