Breik Au | On the other side (Bellamy Blake)
"My name is", I made a break, inhaling before I finished, "Malia."
There it was again, a small smile.
"I told you, names aren't important", his hands wrapped a bandage around my arm. He was concentrating on the wound. His hands were bloody, just like my arm was. That would explain this smell that was hitting my nose each second.
"You didn't told me what is", I added as he fisihed his work. His head turned towards me, again with this look like he wanted to read my mind.