Nolan POV
“We need to talk,” Ellie said as she walked into my office. She had a serious expression on her face and was fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. She almost looked like her old self—nervous, watery-eyed—before I’d even said a word to her.
Part of me was relieved to see it, but considering the conversation I had just had with Felicity, I was in no mood to deal with her games.
“What is it?” I demanded.
“I had a doctor’s appointment this morning,” she said haltingly, “and there’s something that we need to discuss.”
“If this has something to do with your memory loss, I don’t have the time for it today. I need to prepare.”
“Prepare for what?” she asked, looking perplexed.
“Felicity is leaving the pack temporarily because of the rumors about us that your behavior has only amplif
